In t-shirt and slacks, it was apparent she'd developed since I'd last seen her. Still slim, though no longer scrawny, I thought the best adjective I c...uld come up with was 'lissom' as she took my hand and pulled me toward the kitchen. Marjory was clearing the table at which the Colonel was sitting in BDUs. Looking at him as I entered, he looked up and ... I could swear he ... winked at me? Surely not..."Alex..." he said, "I can call you Alex?" Yes, sir," I said.I thought I detected a slight. She knew he would bend…and she pressed, all the while triggering his pressure points. Lightly playing with him like it’s a woman’s parts not a man’s. oh her fingertips drove him wild with lust, such a simple gesture and she divvied them out like candy on Halloween, and the piece de resistance, she would coat her fingers in her own soaked juices and spread her fingers along his perineum and kiss his cheek gently encouraging him to behave like his instincts inspire him to. After that kind of. He would try to put it in his mouth but it was always too big for him.Considering Mr. Vivek’s request, I told him i would be cheating my boy friend if I do so, so I won’t. In response to it he said he blackmailed that he would tell my parents about my boyfriend.I agreed to his request. He thanked me and asked me to do what he said.I agreed but asked him to let me go now and come back later in the evening.I went to my apartment and called my boyfriend. He was somewhere where it was too loud. He. Cassie had changed clothes, she had on a sun dress with thin spaghetti straps along with white sandals, she sat beside me.“So, Joe, we gonna have a catfish dinner tonight?” She asked.“We’re sure gonna try.”We didn’t have long to wait, there was a tuggin’ on Cassie’s line.“Grab the pole and catch him,” I coached.She set the hook and reeled, it was a nice white catfish, around a pound or so. She was getting’ ready to take him off the hook.“Careful, don’t let him barb you,” I cautioned, so, of.