.in the 1980’s. They just looked like what they were, off duty army personnel. I was also in the army, but I made every effort to look badder than ...he bad guys. My normal outfit would consist of a black polo neck with a high collar, that way an army haircut didn’t seem as bad. I wore a black leather jacket with poppers, not a zip, zips could get stuck and if you were trying to grab a pistol from a shoulder holster, a sticking zip is the last thing you want. I also had on flared jeans with doc. He began undoing the buttons of her blouse, opened it, then he pushed it down over her shoulders, leaving her nude from the waist up. Rapt, Mary felt his lips working over her neck and shoulders, down onto her heaving chest. ‘Oh! Matt!’ she groaned, leaning back on out stretched arms. He was driving her wild! He always drove her wild! He kept on licking and sucking her breasts, bringing her to the very edge of orgasm, then backing off. The sensations were unbelievable! A buzzer went off. ‘I…I. Carlson started to talk to him, he felt his heart leap. He had never felt that before! And this was a man! It was so wrong! This wasn't what he wanted. Perhaps he should quit. He was confused, and didn't know what to do. He got through the day, struggling with his conflicting emotions.Back home that evening, he sipped a glass of wine as he read the book, now unable to put it down. In the book, Summer started to doubt herself about the attraction she felt towards Carlos. It was so wrong! She. She always wore tops that showed them off. She was a widow, never had c***dren and never wanted any. Her husband died suddenly when she was 40 and left her well off, he had a large insurance policy. She would never have to work. She would from time to time go out to a bar. When she did she always dressed like a slut and would tease the young men at the bar and sometimes she would take a lucky guy home with her and fuck her brains out Harry and Rob always went to the same bar, they were both in.