" Hold on there," Priscilla protested. "This is between me and Rose. Where do you get off butting in on our business?" And what makes you think Max ...ould prefer either of you two tramps over a lady like me?" Lady? Ha! Go fuck yourself," Rose exclaimed. "For once, I agree with Rose," said Priscilla. "Go fuck yourself." "Let's let Max decide which of us he wants," Mary Lou responded. All three looked at me and I suddenly felt like I was. Much went through my mind at that moment where I was so happy for my wife, but happy for Tim too. He is a brother of mine and I knew he was going to enjoy himself and I wanted that. My wife then nuzzled his neck and then slowly worked her way down his chest with little nibbling kisses, pausing for a few moments at his nipples, her hand never left that cock. I had an excellent view. I'll never forget how she paused, cleared the hair from her face, looking towards me, and planted a sloppy. Angela walked down with me and I activated our security gates, fences, and backup systems. It cost quite a lot, but it was money well spent. My contractors installed all kinds of protective measures to keep marauders away from the house. Once the systems were activated anyone approaching the house would find that they had to defeat electric fences, two-thousand watts surging through the gates, and walls built against the hills to make circumventing the gates almost impossible.Once everything. "Son," he began in a not-unreasonable tone of voice. "You're supposed to show with web gear, report in BDUs, with three sets of BDUs, two sets of leg boots, and sufficient underwear and toiletries. You're supposed to be carrying your latest PT scores, ten copies of your orders, and proof that you're able to 'withstand the rigors of Airborne training'. That proof is supposed to be a physical within the last year. Do you have any of that?"Ben didn't smile. "Sergeant, I have my last TDY orders, my.