He also mastered the culinary arts and five languages while he was in training. Six years later, he returned and was sworn to be both my best friend a...d my protector. That duty has led him around the world and into the Marine Core. ‘Sir,’ he says briskly, disrupting my musings, ‘we have found her.’ A thousand questions threaten to burst forth with that one proclamation, but I repress them, allowing only one to escape: ‘Where?’ In all the years that I have known him, I have never seen Michael. "Sure," Tom answered with a nod."Oh Tom," Jen piped up. "They are not a gift." She turned to thesalesgirl rolling her eyes. "He's just a little embarrassed."Tom gulped and turned red. Jesus Jen! Why don't you just tell her whatI'm wearing too?The salesgirl smiled and put Tom's clothing into a bag. "Thank you forshopping here. We hope you come again."Still red-faced, Tom took the pink Victoria's Secret bag and headedtoward the door. Damn! This was so embarrassing.Outside he turned to Jen.. I laugh softly and say “There is only one way to find out.” He takes his seeking fingers out of my dripping pussy and cups my breasts. They are big and firm and the nipples are hard. He pulls my shirt off me hard enough to rip it and tosses it onto the hood. I try to turn around and look at him but he grabs my wrists and puts my hands back in the hood of the car. “Don’t move,” he whispers in my ear as he kicks my feet apart further. The officer pushes his cock into my ass and I raise it. It was a hot summers day and she was in a little skirt and tiny t-shirt. I decided to go out and talk to her.“Hey”, I said“Oh...hey...your the guy that lives across the road...”She gave me a look that I couldnt quite figure out, was it thankfulness, or lust?She answered my question, “Err...you wanna come inside?” One thing I noitced about her was that she was had a slightly mixed accent, it was very sublte, maybe American or slightly Canadian. Which is one of the reasons why we connected,.