She painted me reading. She painted me cleaning my M-16. And this time she had painted me right after fucking. I remembered, I was sitting cross-legge... in our living room and she came in with just an artist's smock and a smile, her body still shiny from our sex, her taste still fresh on my lips. I remember looking at her, and her looking back through her big, wide lensed glasses, smiling that wide toothy smile. I opened my legs to entice her, arched me back to show her how wet and needy I was.. 'What are you doing here?''Just came by to say hi''Where you following me?''Maybe, can i come in?''sure'I let him in and sat on the sofa, I sat in front of him. Soon as I did, I noticed that big cock was all hard, couldn't stop staring at it. I guess he liked me looking at it as he started rubbing it on top of his trousers. 'you look so fucking sexy tonight, saw you on the street, loved that little arse you have, kept playing with myself all the way while looking at you'this suddenly made me. ‘I’d like a whiskey sour please, and I’m sure you’ll find what ever you like in the liquor cabinet over there.’ Kay said motioning to a cabinet against the wall beside the entrance to her kitchen. ‘If you don’t mind Allen I’m going to change into something more comfortable while you mix our drinks.’ Kay said. ‘Everything else you may need is in the kitchen.’ She added. I smiled and said, ‘Take your time Kay. I’ll have your cocktail for you when you’re changed. ‘Thanks babe, it’s been a long. " I will begin to track her, online," I said. "Where did she live, the last time you were in touch, Master Chief?"I used his rank in the SEALs in an attempt to get him to think about this as a problem to be solved, instead of an impending personal tragedy."My wife was Consuela Olivia Drunez-Martinez. We ... she was living in Oceanside, California. We were near Pendleton. I don't know her married name – her new married name, I mean." I can start with that, Chief. Then I can investigate the.