“I wonder what she wants to talk to me about” I asked myself as I was sneaking up the hall that night to her room. As I approached her door I gent...y knocked on it to let her know I was there and let myself in. as I looked at her laying on her bed with nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of panties on, she looked up at me and smiled,. Her face was just glowing from the only light by her bed. She beckoned me over to sit beside her on her bed so I walked over and sat down. As I did she leaned in and. It was shiny and green with patches sewn on it and inside it was soft and warm with a flannel lining."You took a pretty good lump," he frowned and I caught his eyes for a second and they were green, darker than his jacket, and warm with a little gold. He wasn't so old, but strong and confident and his hands were gentle."She's crazy! She tried to kill me!" the hunter was saying. "Look at her, she's nuts! You oughta handcuff her, not me!" Quiet," the man said over his shoulder then he looked at. You kept me company in ole' Douchebagistan,as I charged you with solar cells and cooled you down with fans.Or hooked you up to the laptop in Iraq,or the time I left you during that fucking mortar attack.I've had you in shitholes where things weren't so nice.Or when we partied in Dubai with women, drinks and ice.We froze together out on the Khyber Pass,as you kept entertaining my frostbitten ass.Or the time we drove with the diplomat from DoD?That weak moron shit that persistently had to pee?You. He looked at the sexy mature woman and it would be so easy to push his cock to her open cunt. Then her face became the face of his bitch wife. He could hear her say; “come on and have a sloppy second’. Then he was drawn back to the present and Monica was looking up at him as she sat up."I think you have the techniques needed. This will be a big help for Elly." Monica said as she started to dress.Ron was wiping his face with what looked like baby wipes. His cock refused to soften. Then to his.