The thing that I really wanted to see firsthand was the anti-terrorist training they did.The Mossad ladies we had hired worked with me every chance th...y could get. It took a while; in the beginning I could only fight with them a few minutes before they bested me. Now I could hold my own for a lot longer, but I soon was exhausted and they could beat me.It took me a while to figure out why; they never stopped training! When they weren’t doing assignments they were training like tomorrow was the. During the day, when I didn't have class at college, sometimes we would go to a sleazy motel, that showed in-room x-rated movies on the television. The motel was a little over an hour away from our town and we'd check in at noon and leave at 4pm. We'd always get real kinky there and my mother said that it was during those motel trysts, that it really felt like she was cheating on my father, because it was outside of our safe domain, our house.I'll never forget the first time we went there, how. I turned my face a bit towards him and he quickly leaned; giving me a kiss and then pulled away as we sat looking into each other’s eyes. He was still jerking my dick, taking me to a different world with his hand job. Soon he looked up the bus again and making sure we were safe, he arched his body into my lap and began sucking me with full force. Being in a tight bus seat, our position was awkward and he had hardly my cock head in his mouth but he was sucking with such force that I could feel. But what can I do, Jen said to came back tomorrow, and I didn’t even know what was going to happen over there anyway. Maybe she was just going to have her way with me by herself. Not that was a bad thing, but what if Dave was not going to be there or any other guy for that reason. I didn’t think I could wait that long if that was the case to see what tomorrow would bring. I need some now.“Billy…Cindy…Is anybody home”, yelled Dad. “Yeah dad I’m up here in my room”, I yelled back. Maybe this was.