For some reason, I kept thinking about that big ass cock he had. I pulled the covers down and there it was, BMF (big mother fucker). I have never ev...r thought about another mans cock before, but this one had me thinking. I reached over and touched it, man it was hard as a rock. I grabbed it and couldn't wrapped my fingers around it. That damn thing must have been 12 inches long and big around as a coke bottle. I checked him and found that he was still fast asleep. My mouth was watering. Thank goodness George and his crew are fairly caught up. Their help for the next day or two should be enough to get us all back on track. He owes me big time anyway. It’s not like we haven’t saved his crew’s ass several times.’ Ethan and George had been hired and trained together on the same crew. Even though George was a few years older, they’d been promoted to ‘crew chief’ at the same time. Over the years, their mutual respect had caused their working relationship to evolve into a close. I could see in her eyes, I said the one and only thing that she was wanting to hear. She reached over and wrapped her arms around my neck hugging me tightly, whispering a thank you in my ear. I squeezed her tightly, then got up making my way to the door, holding her hand tightly in mine. When we got to the door, I leaned over and kissed her quickly again on the lips, then told her to lock the door behind me. I stepped out, the door closed, I heard the dead bolt turn in the cylinder. I finally. The first time she did it, I thought it was funny. We had been out and had a few drinks. We came home, fairly uneventful. This was in the early days, while still in Japan. I didn’t know what to expect, so she was “happy,” is what I thought. We got home, closed the door and “pow.” She was hammered. I had to carry her, dead weight, to bed and get her undressed.No sooner had I got her in the bed that she declared, “Oshiko-shtai!” [I need to pee!]. She got out of bed, staggered, leaning sideways,.