My task is to identify and sort out what comes along, and cull the bad from the good. Sometimes I don’t get a lot of time to make up my mind. Someti...es you just have to go with what you got.’ Later, on this particular morning I spied a tipcart rolling along the street toward me, the driver of the cart was a stout matron wearing an old felt hat, overalls, and brogans, steering a one-horned ox with a pair of clothes-line reins. Beside her on the cart’s seat sat the old man called ‘Rattlesnake. ”He handed me the mike, I keyed it and squawked, “Shit, it’s about time you stopped RABFO2 and did some real work for a change.”2 RABFO – Riding Around the Base Fucking OffThe Cobra pilot replied, “Shit if this is who I think it is, I just wasted good ammo. Hell you didn’t even need my help.”I teased, “So you still ARMY3?” I emphasized ARMY in such a way he knew what I meant.3ARMY Ain’t Ready for Marines Yet.He replied, “Better than one of Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children.”I asked, “Then what. He grabs my hips again and moves in-between my legs, where I wrap my legs around him. He stops an says "Are you 100% ready?" I say "Yeah" he says "Lemme get a condom and a towel.. don't wanna make a mess or get you pregnant. Haha." I say "Ok."He stands up an says "Oh what the hell.. I'll take you with me" and picks me up. I get thrown over his shoulder and he races up stairs to his bedroom with me on his shoulder. He gets to the front of the bed an lays me down, then heads over to the. "Just gimme his cock."Stormy neighed as Sandy led him into position over Natalie's writhing body. He dropped his head and sloshed his tongue over Natalie's face as she reached for his cock."He's all yours," Sandy moaned as she dropped to her haunches to watch. She stared, her eyes riveted to Stormy's long fat prick as it pressed against Natalie's stomach.Natalie squirmed, her hands rubbing his raging hard-on as he pawed the ground and swished his tail. "Shit, Sandy. He's throbbin' so much." He.