Please be careful???You be careful too. When are you coming over???Whenever someone calls me and says it’s okay.??Good. Gonna miss you,? Tag gives...her a smooch.?Going to miss you too,? as Tag calmly exits the train and makes his way to the apartment at the corner of 15th and Crystal Drive, blending in with all of the other military people in the neighborhood this time of day.At the front desk, ?Lieutenant Tagliaferro???Um, hi, it’s Captain now, but not necessary, Tag is fine.??Yes Sir, sorry,. The smell, the taste, the aura of it overpowers me. I want to do nothing but please her, to urge from her that release that tells me she’s sated.She pushes her full weight back on my face, fucking it recklessly. I feel my own opening tremble and I cum again, my cry muffled in her folds. She’s moaning, gasping. I feel her body quiver, her thighs and legs twitch, and then she passes the point of no return, splashing me with a gush of nectar that I have very little choice but to accept as I. " What did I write?"She jumped out of bed and tromped around the room, muttering under her breath. "You're trying to trick me into telling you what to write." You said you read my email. What did I write?"She sat down on the bed and stroked my hair. "I thought of you often today. I missed you and last night I missed having you sleep on top of me. I can't wait until we're together again."She stopped talking but continued to stroke my hair."I missed you today. I can't wait until we're together. Maybe my headaches will now stop, if I know the truth.Pixie kept her eyes ahead, as if she was thinking and perhaps trying to not let her eyes meet Bartand's."Well... if I had the chance also with you Bartand, I would take it with both my hands too. If I did indeed had such a chance." Pixie too chose her words carefully, they both knew words could become acts very easily as words of war became acts of war."So... we would both like... the chance if we had one together. That is true correct.