"Marcus is from Memphis. He came down for the weekend after I contacted him through www.MWF4BM.com and sent him several of your photos. I got him a ro...m upstairs for the night."Miriam felt a little more than just uncomfortable sitting next to this strange black man. She jumped when she felt his hand on her bare thigh. He kept it there while he produced a baggie from his black silk shirt. There were several hand-rolled cigarettes in the plastic bag or at least she thought they were. " Ben finally got a decent look at the sergeant's nametag: Florea."If you can describe your signal, that'd help. I'll call over to Battalion."Ben got as far as "BPSK, ninety-six hundred baud," when he was interrupted."Write it down," SFC Florea held up a hand to forestall him. Ben shot a glance at Sandy, who nodded and gave a tiny smile of encouragement, knowing he read the manual she gave him Sunday. "Come on back this afternoon, we'll see what we can find."MSgt Brown entered the room,. After we had eaten, we retracted the patio awning and left the grill open to cool before sliding it back into its storage space underneath the motor coach.We sat as a group, in the front living area of our new motor coach, all of us still marveling at the beauty and workmanship. The attention to detail the Newell people had gone to, to make sure it was exactly what we wanted.With the two huge, flat panel HD-TV’s in this area and the in-motion dome receiver mounted on top, we can watch different. She couldn’t stop herself. It was stupendous as waves of ecstasy rolled over her causing her body to shake with tremors. Her nails dug into Craig’s shoulders as she went through her magnificent orgasm, the feelings were unstoppable. Ted moved to the head of the bed in front of her face with his trousers and underwear down around his knees. ‘Come on, Claire do me too.’ She saw the rock hard cock being offered to her mouth. Craig held her arms at her side and she had no option but to part her.