"He said, "It's time for us to move up anyway. We'll take our positions and get ready for the take down. You need to carry your fifty and have someone...carry your 308 for you. If we get to that point, I'll observe for you."Lisa said, "Give me your scope, John. I've trained as a spotter. I can do it for Chuck. I'll carry the scope and the 308. I'll be his jeep."John chuckled, but handed her the small field spotting scope. She attached it to her vest belt and shook to make sure it didn't make. “What is in there?”Lavi, “I looked and all I could recognize was the jello.” I raised an eyebrow in question. She took a fork of food. “You’ve spoiled me, what can I say.”That didn’t make much sense to me but I decided food mattered more than deciphering Lavi right then. The shrimp were easy enough to eat but trying to cut the alligator only resulted in my pushing the steak around as I tried to cut with one hand. Melissa stood up again and without saying anything took her knife and fork and. My filthy, dirty mind, that I am quite proud of, imagined something else between those lips.She put the beer down, flowed into my arms, and wrapped her arms around me. Putting her hands on my ass, she went for a big, wet kiss. I gave back as good as I got and wrapped my arms around her. She felt just right. I ran my hands along her back, sliding my right hand down to her ass and giving her a big squeeze – a nice round, firm bun I had in my hand! My left hand dropped and confirmed that they were. I asked if I could ink her in for another day. She just smiled. When she had finished cleaning her clothing as best she could she left.That was awhile ago. Our sexlife returned quickly to its previous status quo. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel the loss of the spontaneity of that afternoon. I began to wonder what it would be like to have a wildly spontaneous sexual experience with someone else. I read plenty of erotic stories on the web, but fooling around is not my style. Still I had my.