Upon seeing me she asked, "Would you mind, if I drive. I find it best just to jump right in." Not at all," I said handing her the keys."We left a SUV ...ust like this in the long term parking area of the Raleigh Durham airport. There is a GPS and a map in the glove box marked with the route to the compound." Hanna said."I do hope they are not planning to have me disappear in the swamp," I said smiling."No, they are not. At least not before they interrogate you," she said."Breakout the water. As I read the marker, I saw that the soldier died from an IED in the deserts. I walked closer and respectfully shared my condolences before walking gingerly towards my husband’s marker. There was a small American flag planted next to his stone. I knelt beside it and began to talk to the marker like it was my husband sitting there. I knelt there for what seemed like an hour just talking to him and remembering all the things he would have loved to know. I felt a pair of eyes on me and I saw the. The hum of the Sybian filled the room, but the redhead was soon drowning out the sound with her moans. Tasha glanced at her watch, counting down the time. It had been two minutes. Should she give her a warning, she wondered? Maybe when there was a minute left?"Oh! Oh! Oh!" the redhead rocked and rolled her hips over and over the vibrating machine. "Oh that's sooooo good, oh my god!"Daisy was cupping and rubbing her breasts through her yellow sundress, pinching her nipples through the material.. Her gorgeous Rubinesque body was a study in anatomic perfection!She strode forward and stood arrogantly, hands on her hips, gazing down into my face as though trying to read my thoughts. Then she turned and stood with her back to me and wantonly flaunted the blemish-free beauty of her full, firm, majestic ass. Peering up through the ovoid aperture in the toilet seat, I watched her fingers reach back and clutch her satiny honey-colored cheeks.“Prepare to do your duty”, she taunted in her thick.