All three of the girls did their dance, they got to pick their music and danced the way they thought would help them get them the job , all of them ha... been in a small dressing room just off the dance floor, and my girl was the last to enter. This older gal who she thought might be the wife of the owner, was talking with the other girls about their costumes and what was expected of them.Now you have to remember that this was the middle 60s and all of the dos and don't s had not yet been. You want me to be your fist." Oh god yes Katie, you’re so fucking hot" You want to fuck your cousin's pussy you want to fill me with your cum. you want to pound into me making me scream with ecstasy as you thrust into me."He couldn't reply and could only nod as I rolled us back and round so I was laying on the sofa and he was placed on top of me between my legs. "Do it" I breathed into his ear nibbling the lobe gently before pulling away and resting my head on the arm of the sofa. I helped. .. but yes, Sir, I do. I really think he needs to go.”Whitworth sat staring at Jeff. “How many times have those... feelings saved your life or those of your team?” he asked with an odd expression on his face.Jeff hesitated.“Truth, Colonel.”“Uh, sometimes I was certain, other times I was ... Well, let’s just stick with probably several times, Sir.”“That’s what your Sergeant said, too. By all means, take Morales, and his women, of course.”“I appreciate it, Sir.”“What you mean is that you. ?That?s it,that?s my girl. You?re such a good girl.? ?You keeping her then?? ?Yeah, but go ahead anduse her at the wake. I won?t deprive Uncle a good send-off.? He grunted,spurted in my face, and stood up. ?I?ve got that interview over in Frenton soI?ll be gone.? ?Back for the funeralthough, right?? ?You have to ask? Ican?t get out of the interview ? besides, Uncle Matt got me the interview. Andhe knows I?ll treat the bitch right anyway ? he won?t miss me at his wake.? No Matt or Joey to.