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Becky's Marine chapter 10
Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Non-Erotic, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 84.8, Source: sexstories.com
I was thankful, even though it was a bit awkward having both sisters, who I'm sure both wanted me, holding me like this. "Say a prayer for peace For every fallen son Set my spirit free Let me lay down my gun Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired" "I'm in the fields of Vietnam, The mountains of Afghanistan And I'm still hopin', waitin' prayin' I did not die in vain" "Say a prayer for peace For every fallen son Set our spirits free Let us lay down our guns Sweet mother Mary we're so tired But we can't come home 'til the last shot's fired 'Til the last shot's fired" The audience sang as the choir. It was all I could do to keep from crying, even though I had Becky and Lauren holding my hands. "Say a prayer for peace (for peace) For our daughters and our sons Set our spirits free (set us free) Let us lay down our guns" "Sweet mother Mary, we're so tired But we can't come home (No we can't come home)" Again, the audience sang the part of the choir. "'Til the last shot's fired" The room was booming with cheers and yells, calls for encores and free bird, all enjoying what we had done. When Carl came over, he hugged me as a brother hugs his brother and bought us all a round. Becky and her sister went outside for a brief moment as Jeanna put down fresh drinks in front of our seats. "That was great guys, really. I know in crying, but that song hits home hard for me." I said through whiskey soaked thoughts. Jeanna hugged me and kissed my ...