I couldn't believe it. I was so happy." "That's not what I meant," she said. "Never mind." You mean that I'd even want my old bunk instead sleeping in...a bed?" Yeah." I'd rather sleep on the floor than not sleep in my bunk. After sleeping on that thing for thirty years, when not deployed, I'm so used to my little cot that I can't sleep in a regular bed." No wonder why you're not married," she said under her breath and too low for him to hear."Believe it or not, much like my rifle, that bunk is. “Oh, boy ... I’m gonna love this!” Eva texted in response.“Same here,” Abel grinned as he sent that last text and they sat down to eat.“You know, it’s kinda rude to text each other like that in front of us,” Roni complained.“Normally, yes, but we have good, grown-up reasons for that. When you’re older, you’ll understand,” Christina told her elder daughter.“Sure, Mom,” Roni rolled her eyes, but she also hugged her mother to mollify her.The last thing that she wanted was to upset her mother, even. Smiling, I told him, “$20 for me, $15 for the room, for a basic experience.”Much to my surprised, he shook my hand gently but firmly, but then bowed and lightly kissed its back. That sent an internal quiver through me.“I’m Hal. Excuse me, but I have a sense that we’ve met -- Joan, that is, not Carol.” I thought for a moment, and got a similar, vague vibe. “It wasn’t on a date. I’d love one, though.“I’d offer you my arm, but it’s hard to escort when I don’t know where I’m going. Perhaps we. Having stretched the skin and flesh of her belly and body I again concentrated on her tits. They were large enough for me to be able to use both hands on each one in turn. Whilst doing this my semi flaccid cock grew in her mouth where she was still working her tongue and sucking on me drawing more of my pre cum into her hungry mouth. By the time I had finished the nipples were dark and swollen and clearly as sensitive as hell.I raised him up her head arching up to try to maintain contact with.