Westover, huh?’ I grinned, feeling more at ease. ‘Air Force, then.’ It was a statement, rather than a question. ‘Mmm hmm,’ he murmured, stil... stroking Lady’s coat, smoothing and soothing it, running his fingers through the curls and making me ache. ‘Twenty-two years and counting.’ ‘Wow.’ I was impressed. ‘I only did seven.’ That sly grin slid back over his face. ‘Too bad, maybe we coulda ended up stationed together.’ ‘How do you know we didn’t?’ I laughed. ‘Oh, I’d’a known,’ he said, molten. In order to be accepted, the people needed to see me as a new resident, not a tourist. So I met one of the owners of the diner and his wife. He was the day cook and she was the waitress and cashier. Last night it had been his brother who was cook, and his brother's daughters who were the waitress and cashiers. It was truly a family business.The breakfast was simple and I tried to stay away from the grease. At least on that first morning. I went for the scrambled eggs with cheese and grits. I. Cheryl stated boldly, "It's a swinger's party, Bruce!"I was surprised. Considering what was about to happen to us, I didn't understand why they all thought it mattered and was just as confused as before."So?" I said.Cheryl tried to explain, "It's a themed swingers' party."I still wasn't following her. The second hand on the clock continued ticking. My heart began racing.Someone yelled impatiently, "Oh, just tell him damn it!"Teresa exclaimed, "It's an End of the World party."I thought to. ..” Mary then proceeded to give me a cracking blow-job, not the best I’ve ever had but by no means the worst. She surely knew what she as doing and as I came she had just the rim inside her mouth so that both she and I got the full effect. “God I love your taste,” was all she said as she cleaned me off after swallowing every last drop. Then back to her feet - “God what a great start to the weekend - Coffee?”— 000 — Later on I left to go and do some business in the local shopping area and left.