As the old woman hung clothes on the line, they flapped in the wind.  She shifted her eyes to peer way up the mountain to  where the eagles fly.  She could see movement slowly descending.

When the boy arrived, she greeted him, took his heavy coat and gave him some tea.  He was handsome and had smooth olive skin.

She made a motion to undress him further. He started to back away but stopped and let her continue.

She took his shirt. Removed his belt of explosives without surprise. He allowed it.

She touched his underwear and pulled out his ample, young cock to suck.

She smiled her crooked smile and pointed to between her legs.

He nodded, mounted her and came quickly.

Then he brushed her aside and put his belt back on as well as the rest of his clothes, including his bulky jacket.

He opened the door and was absorbed by the sunshine.

The woman shook her head.  She hadn't stopped anything.  She had been a mere distraction.  So disappointing!

But, undoubtedly, others would,unfortunately follow.