"He was comfortable with the question but didn't have a lot to offer, saying "No girlfriend right now, just got out here and the area is pretty White ... as you know."“It sure is, I call this the Great White North." I added, "I always greet and thank all our Navy personnel in the area, but even in the Navy it sure seems to be a mostly White bastion.”He said solemnly, "That's for sure."I quickly said, "Well I welcome you and it is an honor to break bread with you, though I honestly didn't think. The next day we got up, cleaned the house, had breakfast, lounged around in the living room, and watched mind numbing daytime TV. This lasted until about 4.30pm, until Sam said, "Fuck this, I'm bored, I'm going to the pub." Sam, Chris, and I got changed, and headed to the pub. It was early in the day, but as most people only worked a half day on Saturday, the pub was fairly full. We did our usual, played pool, challenging the locals in pool games, to see who got to stay on the table. Sarah. 'No!' he thought, but he was too close to stop; he was right on the edge. The steps grew louder, approaching the door and Harry bit down on his lower lip to stop a grunt escaping, his eyes fixed intently on the door handle. If this was Oscar, he was screwed. The footsteps began to fade as whoever it was carried on past their room, unaware of the heart palpitations they had caused. Harry wasn't out of the woods yet though. He blindly clutched a handful of tissues and rose to his feet, still. I ran my hands slowly down her sides, tracing her figure through the bulky shape of the sweater until I reached her hips. One hand moved along her front, slowly towards her crotch until it rested there, pressing gently, but firmly against it. She froze, with paper and CDs in hand, unsure what to do. I took that opportunity and slid my fingers under the waistband of her thighs and let them crawl down between her legs.I found her panties, and slid inside those too, feeling a small patch of short.
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