Becky rested her head on my shoulder as I rested my hands on her lower back just above her bubble butt. ?I’m not ready for the night to end,?...she whispered in my ear. The band had just announced that they were playing their last song. ?Would you like to come to my place for a nightcap?? Since we were both more than a little drunk, we caught a cab. As we rode in the back, Becky couldn’t control herself and started to run her hand up my thigh until she was gripping my cock. . “He’d freak,” she said.“What would your parents do if they knew your secret?” I asked.“I don’t know,” she said as tears started falling down her face. “Are you going to tell them?”“No,” I said. “If I did that everyone would know my secret.”“That you like to fuck hookers,” she said trying to get the upper hand.“That’s what they’d think,” I replied. “The truth of the matter is I’ve never seen an escort. I’ve been too chicken.”“Oh, you’re a tourist,” she said with a slight giggle.“What’s a. She sometimes beats me at tennis. OK, she often beats me at tennis.Susan (28) is the housekeeper/cook. She is very creative in the kitchen, which is her main domain. She is black, with hazel eyes 5'6" tall and quite curvy. Besides being a registered nurse, she is also a dog trainer and has a large black standard poodle named Mike (you don't want to hear his real name; it's embarrassing), which has won several national championships. We have the blue and red ribbons mounted on the walls of the. Keep your eyes open my friend, they will be on the radio as soon as they get our trail. They will call in patrols ahead of our direction of travel to set up ambushes. Don't walk into one." Not worry Sarge, I no get caught but you watch for sign if I change direction. I mark by arrow in center of trail. I look for someplace we can hide but I know of nothing in this area." Do the best you can but find something. I have a feeling after what we saw they will know, and try every way they can to keep.