A sound I subconsciously wait for. I pick up my phone and a message reads: ‘I’m coming over in 5. Hope thats OK’ It’s from her. But she never ...omes over. I take one last drag and put the stub out. Pick up my still steaming mug and bring it inside. I sit down back at my computer, open a blank page, and put fingers to keyboard to record my thoughts. My writing is interrupted- *Knock knock knock* then my phone vibrates in my pocket, sending shivers down my leg. ‘Knock knock knock’ it read. I open. “You don’t believe that bastard do you, that I only went after you because of the medal?”“Oh course not, and you were perfectly right we did meet before I received it. But remind me never to get in an argument with you.” He said laughing.She relaxed and they began to talk normally.By Saturday he was exhausted with the work of trying to get the squadron ready.Tim and he reached the motel just after 11pm; Terry had phoned to say they had the same rooms again. She was unpacking when he. The younger one had impressed me, and I hadn’t seen anything to complain about yet. But the older, Professor, was a problem. She was dragging her feet and didn’t seem too interested in getting away. She was more interested in her cell phone.My advantage was Margarite and Jughead. If I had everybody mounted, we could move a heck of a lot faster and longer than the convicts could. Which, with a little luck, would put us in Elk City, late, but a heck of a lot safer than in the middle of. “Give it to me then.” following it with slaps wherever it roamed.She relented and brought it back around, “Good girl” I praised, and grabbed the reddened melon. I dove after the nipple and sucked it in. After running my tongue over the bud, I nibbled on it with my teeth, forcing fear in her head. She instinctively jerked it away.“That was not what I told you to do.” I chastised, and started slapping her ass.The water made it loud and the blows echoed off of the concrete. “Please!” she begged,.