He was shot down outside his office not three months later. He called himself Chet Benton, and he hailed from New Orleans. Missus Dean sold me the boo...s. She said she took them to pay his back rent at her boarding house.”Actually, his name was Chesterfield Bovis Benton. I knew that because I’d read it on the flyleaf of volume one, when I was ten years old, and those books were in my father’s office. After my father, a Captain with the El Paso Sheriff’s Office, was killed in the line of duty,. I eat it all down hungrily.“Lay over the coffee table putting your pillow under you. I want to see what you have to offer to me.”I do as I am told. Spreading my legs though I was not told to do so I know he will want to examine me.He slaps my ass and then runs his hand down it and touches my clit. He spreads my cheeks as if splitting me. “I want to fuck that ass to make it mine.”I don’t answer just continue to lay there. “Answer me or we go back to that place and they will take care of. Mark then sat down in the chair that was in the middle of the room and told me to do to him what he had just done to me.I got down on my knees in front of him and took his little dick in my mouth. It tased salty, from the sweat of playing all day. It tasted great. I started going up and down on his dick like it was a lollipop. I loved it. I did not want to stop sucking his dick. He told me to look at him while I had him in my mouth and he told me what a great job I was doing. He put his hand on. After about six months recovery we decided to take the break. We flew into Barcelona and after having a few drinks on the plane were in a great mood as we booked into the hotel which was adult only.The room was great with a balcony overlooking the pool and caught the sun most of the day.We unpacked and changed, Paula choosing one of her new bikinis and hit the pool area.The pool was busy with lots of couples and a few young guys playing with a plastic football in the pool, the only sunbeds were.