Jon had sobered up considerably since that whole conversation had gotten started. He took his time driving home, mulling over the scenario to make sur... he wasn’t going to change his mind at the last minute. He also wanted to give Jerry a chance to sober up just a little. If he was too drunk, his dick might not cooperate at his age. Jerry was 45 years old, after all. Jon glanced over at Barbara. She was frowning a little. ‘What’s wrong, pretty girl?’ he asked her quietly. ‘If you’re at all. But he was there, looking at me.He whispered if I wanted to hire him as my personal trainer…His black hand reached out and brushed my shoulder. He then moved behind me and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He whispered into my ear he also could give me a good massage.As his hands began rubbing my neck and shoulders, I stood there feeling my knees getting weaker by the second. But he suddenly pulled out his hands and said I should finish dressing up myself.He walked out, leaving me there. I did not linger, as I was desperate to have her mouth satisfy my longing. Finally, I spotted her car pulling into the bar’s parking lot. A small sedan. I could not contain my reserve any longer … I RAN, flinging her door wide open. She pulled me hard into her car, and I had no choice but to straddle her. “Mmm … what -” She interrupted me with a heated kiss. I enjoyed massaging her tongue, imagining it was her clit. “I missed you, hun.” she said, as she allowed her eyes to travel over my body.. ‘Aren’t you going to knock and announce our presence?’ This was required by State Law. The leader walked up to the man that had said it. He grabbed the man’s collars, half choking him. ‘Listen to me, you fucking faggot.’ the leader snarled. ‘This is a no-knock drug raid. Now shut your god-damn mouth.’ Turning to the man with the ram, the leader said ‘Okay Rogers, let’s go!’ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Hearing the noise outside, Gunnery Sergeant Manuel Jose Guernica sat up in his bad. He was.