Perfect. We'd meet at the bar. The rest of the flight went OK, he and I exchanged looks and smiles a couple of times. I was aroused to think of being ...lone with him, even though I had no clue what we might do together.I sat there quietly amused that I'd just joined the mile-high club - solo division.I got myself checked in and had a shower, shave, etc. I took more care than I might. Like I was preparing for a date. Went down to the bar to meet my new friend. He was already there, but still in. There was only one thing that I could do."Marsha! Christmas! Drop!" I shouted ... and it actually worked. Marsha went boneless and dropped herself onto the porch as flat as she could manage. Surprised, Eddie fired off a randomly aimed group of shots that blew off part of the roof overhanging the porch, but not before I had fired off a tight group of three .45ACP rounds into his now exposed and protected chest. Oh well, so much for my perfect streak of never having to fire a gun in anger.The. Sucking Cliff's cock had made her so hotly aroused that she felt she could take on ten men, one after another... first Jock, then Axel, then whoever else wanted a run for their money. She was free from all her old fears and inhibitions now. She had found her true element in her sexual prowess and knew that never again would she spend a miserable night alone in bed without the ardent caresses of a lover to drift her off to sleep... At least, she amended, not for a long, long time... Gently she. All of her life she had been a tall woman. When she was growing up it was the bane of her existence in some ways, since most of the men she met felt somehow inferior if they were shorter than she was. She knew that the only reason she'd had any dates in high school was do to the early development of her large bust. The reaction she'd normally get when ever she went someplace where she wasn't known would be very positive while she was still some distance away from the man she was about to meet;.