I called for room service and went to the door when it rang. I opened and the room service guy was an Asian, slim with a cute face. I welcomed him in ...nd after he put the tray he turned to me and said ‘oh you look so sexy’ I couldn’t believe how attracted I was to his remark and mu lust immediately took over. I moved towards him and we kissed, long passionate kiss, our tongues met and my hands found their way to his butt. Never was I aroused by a kiss as I was with him. He leaned back and said. She sat in contemplation.It was at this point that she ‘felt’ her brother Timmy. She had of course ‘felt’ him many times before as has been previously mentioned, but on this occasion she could tell he was ... playing with himself. Now Susan was sixteen years old and well aware of the facts of life, and her mother had explained in nauseating detail what she called ‘what men wanted’. Susan was fairly sure that her mother was very happy to do it with her father because, well, she could ‘feel’ them. "He looked at me and asked, "When you filled out the foreign contact sheet for Elke, did you write down her address and phone number?'"I didn't know it then, Top." How about now?"I blushed, "I'll update the sheet today."There was a pause and then he said, "Lieutenant, can I ask you a question?" Sure, Top, fire away." What are the odds that you'll be wearing four stars when you retire from the Army?"I looked at him in surprise—what a strange question."Well, Lieutenant?"I chuckled, "Maybe a. He took it, and the opposition goalie was just a second too late.“Goal!” I cheered. Gwen was cheering, too, not correcting me. The game went on. Soccer is like chess; the game is as much about what one side threatens and the other side prevents as it is about what either side does. Tim’s coach tells them to use their heads as much as their legs. At the end, Tim’s team won 3 to 2. They gathered around his coach for a few final words. Gwen turned to go.“Well,” I said. “Have a nice time -- a nice.