Now a lone wolf who’d rather go it alone than in a team, he didn’t need anyone. A loner, he didn’t trust anyone, which is why the CIA hired some...ne like him, Chief Petty Officer, John E. Mercer, to track the movements of terrorists in Pakistan in the first place. He had a friend, an Army Ranger turned Delta Force who had recently died in combat. Every time he saw him in the field or ran into him in a bar, his friend had the same standing joke. In the way that trappers used to club baby seals. But I was at a party once where she took on eleven guys in one of the bedrooms, and I was two cars over at the drive-in movies one night when she handed out blow jobs to seven guys in the back seat of her boyfriend of the moments car. Those two occasions, plus all the stories I'd heard about her escapades, left no doubt in my mind that she was indeed what she was called - a fucking slut!I left for college and it was three years before I saw here again. I bumped into her, literally, in the. Pushed her to the wall, removed her panty, put one of her leg on my shoulder started kissing her inner thighs, slowly to the corners where the legs meet waist next to vagina, then kissed her vagina, she let out a soft moan, nibbled her clitoris she was not able to stand properly because of excitement, I kept kissing and nibbling her vagina, she lost control twice and decided we will do it on bed, she laid on her back I put both her leg on my shoulders held them firmly started kissing, licking. We headed back home when Uncle Bob said that he had a business meeting later that morning and that he still had to mow the grass when he got home later that day . I heard that and told him that I would mow the grass and help out around the house it was the least I could do . Uncle Bob said that was a wonderful thing for me to do and that it will help him a lot if he had some help with yard work around the house . When we got back he showed me which the mower and gas can were . Aunt June said.