Tony - that was his name - was divorced andliked to party. Well, Brooks was divorced and so was I - and come tothink of it, we both liked to party. At...closing time, we said the hellwith dinner and headed for a bar Tony knew."What's the action like here?" Brooks asked him as we stood at thebar, long neck beer bottles in hand. He reached for another handful ofpretzels - our dinner that evening.Tony shrugged. "Not bad." He nodded at three girls sitting together ata nearby table. All were dressed. .then from behind forced her hands out of the way and and doing the most sickening thing took the wettest part of the fabric,... spittal drool and all, opening them up, I slipped them over her head upside down, then pulled this very wettest part of the thick “V” like panty material up tightly against her red lips and nose, twisting the white panty fabric tightly behind her head, and at the same time taking her hands, telling her to hold the panties, tightly behind her head! It was a most nasty. It would be good to catch up with his previous career. Mark had recently been posted to the Allied Rapid Reaction Corps headquarters at the former RAF Innsworth north of Gloucester for two years; from what he had said, the job was actually really interesting and, best of all, didn't involve working weekends.Mark had met Claire at a family wedding during one of the periods of leave after returning from Iraq; they had immediately hit it off, and had themselves got married the next year. That. ”“So how do you get off on tour?” I asked, trying to stay calm. “I mean; do you just do it from memory or is there like a secret stash of porn on board?”“Yeah, a bit of both, really. You want to know everything don’t you? Erm, it’s mainly from memory, although there’s about six or seven porn movies I take everywhere with me.”“So you watch a lot of porn then? What genre?”“I watch porn whenever I can. I actually sometimes think if I hadn’t been a singer, I would have tried my hand as a porn star..