The corporal raised his fist and the entire platoon came to a sudden, silent halt. Hand signals: 1000 meters, coming from the left, on the ground, two...boojums. Gavril heard the slight buzz of tiny tracers on the cannons booting up. He gave the command and the squad spread wider and then began to trot through the thinning trees.There was no need to give commands. The attack was always the same. The cannons fired once at five hundred meters, leaving two trails of scorched earth. The men split in. "I am sure that you will have time to visit with your friend sooner or later. Now, you and Bonnie behave yourselves, and do exactly what Uncle Grif and Aunt Tara tell you."Bonnie sighed, "We will, Mom, thanks for letting us stay with them."The celebration wound down, and Grif thought about his SUV and how useless it was to him at the Chena River Lodge. They didn't need it, now that Sam's Chevy Suburban had arrived from New Mexico, and Tracy's Cadillac Escalade from Philadelphia. He debated. I meant it. I think that you're lovely." So are you, but that is not the purpose of this meeting, to admire each other, is it? You probably have some concerns- dormitory arrangements, for instance?" Well, yes, Dr. Langdon, I do. I need to have roommates who don't disturb my studies, but will still be fun. I mean, you know, studious, but fun-loving as well." I've heard such concerns before, and I will try to help you, but there are no guarantees, especially given the red tape and bureaucracy of. No one had to tell her he had a hard-on. And that hard cock was destined to be socked into her cunt!Mavis couldn't resist a feeling of resignation. He would fuck her--and she would let him!He was off to her side now and a hand was gently touching the small of her back--the tip of a finger was nudged against the dimple-start of her crack. He wasn't even waiting until they got in the house to start putting the make on her! She just hoped he didn't think it was necessary to remind her that he knew.