"Hello, Jim. This is LaTisha." Well, hello," I said. There was a brief pause before she spoke again. "Hi. I've been thinking," she replied. "Darnell i... going to be gone on maneuvers this weekend. I understand your wife will be with him." I indicated that this was news to me. "Maybe she was going to leave you a note. Anyway, I am kind of lonely. I don't want to be alone again this weekend. I was wondering if perhaps we could go out." Mentally, I began to high five myself. "That's great," I said.. His words almost sent her over the edge, and she managed to breathe “Yes” between gasps. He pulled her head back to look at her face twist with pleasure as he thrust his body upwards even harder, bouncing her sexy body down onto his raging cock as they fucked against the car. She was being pounded down on his cock far enough that he started to rub the sensitive little spot deep inside her and she gasped loudly, digging her nails into his shoulders. His cock throbbed even harder inside her each. It was still light out and I walked around for a long time and saw nothing to make me believe there was any truth to the stories I heard. Soon it became dark and I noticed several men walking kind of slow like and retracing their steps. I walked past one of them heading toward the apartment buildings and kind of nodded and smiled at one him. He was an older man probably about 50 or so years old. He said hi and started a conversation. Soon we were between 2 apartment buildings and he grabbed my. However, it was quite a few minutes before she appeared, carrying a large dark green canvas bag as well as the bakery goods. She dropped the latter off in the kitchen, and then came over to me in a mood of bubbling enthusiasm.‘Babe, look what I found at the back of the garage,’ she said.I put my book down, and looked at the bag – which was not very informative. ‘Yes?’, I enquired.‘It’s a croquet set!’ she answered, and proceeded to empty the contents out. There was a set of curved metal.