I guess I didn't need the love of a strange man to justify my existence at that particular time in my life.I was reporting for the new SOU for the ver... fist night. We finally got the special operations unit up and running. The SOU had lots of things different about it for instance we carried a shotgun and a AR15 police version of the M-16 assault rifle, in the trunks of our cars. If someone had to die in a shootout, the odds that it would be the other guy were better with them than with the S&W. They kissed all the same and exchanged what I considered to be, words of love in their own language.He brought with him some bottles of wine and told me that they were from India. “Excuse my ignorance,” I told him. “I never even knew they made wine there. Thank you very much.”He smiled. “They say that they are like our women, very intoxicating.”I smiled and thanked him again as I looked at the labels closely taking a mental note of the grape and region. Sanjay and I went through to the lounge. ”Rose ran the towel through her hair, “That’s not the warmest water I’ve ever swum in, but I did need a bath or shower of some kind.”“Welcome to camping in New England. Just so you know, we’re halfway between the equator and the north pole – Rangeley, Maine.”“I’ll stand here and air dry the rest of me,” Rose said as she spread her arms and faced the sun.“As you do that, you’re making about twenty other men soil their bathing suits as they cum because you are the hottest thing in the state.”“I. Later, when she was spread open for all to see, we saw a similar tattoo in the crack of her ass.“Harriet, serve up to everyone,” Nancy told me.“Yes, ma'am,” I replied with a curtsy.Dan chuckled.“I'll fix my cunt's plate,” Greg said. “Gotta large bowl?”“Bowl?” A couple of people lightly asked.Greg didn't respond, but went about fixing her meal, as I made everyone else. My wife got him a large salad bowl, and I enjoyed watching her walk in and out of the kitchen to get it. I loved watching her.