"She asked, "Is that what you did in Vietnam?"I nodded. I didn't talk much about Vietnam, but I couldn't refuse sharing confidences with Brooke. "Yes,...I had a buddy, Dallas Williams. We watched each other around the clock. When one of us slept, the other watched. I've had plenty of practice guarding."Brooke asked, "I see you have a gun. Do you need a gun?" I have a trench gun, a 12 gauge shotgun. I got it from a Marine in Vietnam. It's the best weapon for protection. I feel very comfortable. His eyes met hers in the rear view mirror as she gave him her address destination, he drove off sending her back deep into the leather seats.She pretended to text on her phone rather than risk a conversation at the same time she could see the drivers face across from her reflected clearly in the front passenger side window.He looked around forty and she could see his wedding ring, his build was exceptionally swarthy he was dark skinned.She sensed his interest in her even though they had not. Then I kissed my way down stopping at your neck and shoulders to savor their softness. When I reached your breasts I initiated our usual game. I kissed around the nipple and lightly flicked it with my tongue I could feel you shudder with your usual mini-orgasm. Then I proceeded to the next phase of the game where I sucked on the nipple between my lips but instead of pushing me away complaining that your nipples are hyper-sensitive, you threw your head back, arched your back and held my head in. A. starting now, you're welcome to go with me. See me now, if you're interested."Some people spoke to the person sitting next to them. Some looked at me like I was nuts. I waited two minutes, didn't see anyone moving towards me, picked up my carry-on bag and headed away from the gate.I made my announcement at gate 53. The exit to the parking was after gate 50. As I got to the elevator I heard a voice say, "Wait, please." The voice was female. I stopped and looked behind me. I saw a woman about.