My ass was sore. My head hurt. I had probably lost my job, but I didn't care. All I could think of was that slick red ass rubbing against me. I dr...ve back down to the club.Mike at the door..., two drink minimum..., slutty waitress dropping the drinks of the table..., it was all the same, but I didn't care. If all that was the same, then Diabla would be the same and I would once again get to see her luscious, fabulous ass shining and glistening and winking at me, and get to fuck that ass in. Her fingernails raked his hairy chest, deliciously plucking at his nipples as the wicked looking talons scrapped passed on a journey towards the button of his trousers.In short order, she had him naked, still sitting, or rather lounging in the rattan chair; shoes socks pants and trousers were all thrown unceremoniously in a heap away to his right. She got up to stand in front of him. A small shake of her shoulders had the kimono off and falling to the floor around her ankles. Jon was afforded. Anything beyond that was past his ability at the moment.The warm water felt good to his muscles. He gently swirled the wateraround his tits feeling the water waft across his nipples. His eyesclosed a moment.Lisa nudged his arm, "Eat this before it's cold then go to bed tosleep. I don't think I can do CPR if you drown in the bath." Unh! I wasn't sleeping," Jeremy said."No, that's why you're hair is all wet on only one side right?" Lisasaid.Jeremy blushed and ate the soup in the now cool water.. .. well, sir, I'm receiving a briefing on the upcoming anti-sat campaign from Admiral Spears at the moment. Can it wait until I'm done?" No," Browning said without hesitation. "Tell the admiral you'll hear the rest of the briefing later."Wilde suppressed a sigh. "Yes, sir," he said. "I'll be there in five minutes."Browning didn't acknowledge him. He simply ended the communication, his face disappearing from the screen to be replaced by the Marine Corps emblem. Wilde flipped his PC closed and.