From there, I can probably get a vague idea of what the dangers are in the areas originally too far away from the border for me to search.“At that p...int, I feel that a closer look is warranted for the sources of danger that seem the most pressing. That would require me to fly within half a kilometer of each source I feel warrants a closer look. The cloaking should hide me, and the new shielding should protect me if I’m somehow discovered.“I’m sure you’ll want to send other troops with me to. ”“What secret craving?” I asked as her hand now gripped my hard dick.“I just came across it one night and it really turned me on. Don’t you love how helpless she is and yet ends up loving it?”“Well …” I started to say.“Daft question, obviously its turning you on as well,” she said starting to unzip me. “Don’t you love the way they gang up on her?”“It is rather … compelling,” I managed to reply. My dick was now liberated from my clothing and her soft hand held it in a firm grip that slid back. That made her perfect for the Air Force. The one time I'd let my heart rule my head he'd left me. I'd ended up here, which was certainly not what I'd expected, but that was how the dice rolled.I went for one of those long walks on the beach (on the east side of the island), and argued with myself. This, I'd learned, was a lot more practical than "thinking". In the latter you end up with your foregone conclusions, or at least I did. Arguing it out verbally made me see all sides of an issue or. . no.. not exactly. What? You mean no nigga eva tried to hit that? I dont believe it. You are a racist bitch! No.. no.. really.. .I uh.. I just.. no one ever.. I mean.. I .. oh.. god.. I dont know what I mean… I broke down, crying. Now, now, no need to be doin that. You got a name, girl? I nodded. It was strange, being called girl by a man who appeared to be almost 10 years younger than men. (T looked to be about my age.) Im uh.. Im Becky. Okay, Becky, now, you stop that cryin you hear? I.