O. D. For all military personnel use as transient billets and those on leave which included me from my base in West Germany which closed in the 1990s ...itburg. I was so annoyed with the assassination of JFK while I was taking air police training at San Antonio on that fateful November day, seeing the mess in Southesst Asia and how my colleagues and I were treated on returning home I decided to try life in a foreign country England. By the 1990s I was well established with the security company. He regained his composer when I spoke.“Yeah, that’ll be great. I hope I live up to your expectations.”“Oh you will.” I laughed a little, nervously.“In that case, roll onto your stomach.” I complied quickly. I was okay with him taking me from behind. It’s not exceptionally romantic, but it is hot. Brian shimmied out of his pants and boxers, then swung his leg over mine. The blankets were completely tossed aside, but we were making our own heat now. He grabbed my hips, and lifted them so my ass. "Two of them--Becky and Paul," Coco reported, then glanced toward the entrance hall as the chimes sounded again. "I'll get it," she said and left the bar as Paul and Becky entered the sunken living room.The moment Rebecca Golden saw Mark behind the bar her pulse increased. She had never had sex with another man prior to her therapy with Prinz, but her fantasies had been filled with tall, handsome black men who possessed huge pricks. She saw her husband looking sideways at Coco, and she wondered. Hating herself, Jenny did as she was told, hitching the black pencil skirt up around her waist and spreading her pale thighs as far apart as she could stretch them, too scared to disobey. The cold gritty surface of the van floor scraped her ass. Flexible! The voice sounded amused. That should be fun. Now the top. Jenny fumbled with a buttons on her white blouse just as the vibrations of the vans engine stopped. No time said the first voice, impatiently. He took handfuls of the shirt and yanked.