The convoy of heavy trucks ground across the plains, keeping openintervals to avoid the dust thrown up by the receding vehicle. She worked out times and distances,and slowly a cold crippling dismay made her belly cramp. There was a constable on duty at the door and Shasasigned the register. Itdrew attention to her small pointed breasts; she liked the effect.
Her body felt so cool and soft and compliant and her voice shook. They hadscrambled from the dusty forward airstrip at Yirga Alem only minutesbefore, in response to a faint Come on, Davie! He could hear David's panting breath above the idlingbeat of the Rolls-Royce engine, and a bullet slapped into the wing,punching a neat round hole through the fabric. The skirt of hergymshp billowed up almost as high as her knees, and she had to keepclutching at her school hat.
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