The potatoes felt like they would be ready in another two-minute cycle.When the steak was done I started slicing it. “Sam, I have a California Caber...et Sauvignon in the bag. Please find some glasses for us.” He did his best imitation of a high brow sommelier.There was no sexy talk at dinner. Sam shared how his friends shared their sympathy. Awkwardly. But they at least tried.“I’ll wash, you dry. And I don’t want to get this nice apron wet. Do you mind if I take it off?”He answered with a smile.. .. one of them talked." And?" The Marines landed a Recon force on the island ... all sorts of nasty shit going on ... they occupied the island ... Mr. Prez claimed it ... all hush hush ... the Canadiens objected ... our forces withdrew but not until the island was well and truly bugged. We came THAT close to invading Canada after the tapes were played to a closed congressional session."The sale that happened was an under the counter deal intended to return the boat and island to the Canadien. I felt like I was a slave or something, tied up with only my feet touching the bed. I couldn’t grab on to anything, nor could I squirm like I really wanted to. With two fingers inserted inside of my drenched love-hole, and her other hand squeezing and pushing my ass towards her face, she licked and slopped and sucked away noisily. Next, she took her fingers out and stuck her tongue inside of me giving my love-hole a good tongue-fuck. I squealed loudly, never once wondering where the hell my man. " He did? Was he joking?" No he wasn't joking. The guy's a jackass. Even Britney didn't like them and you know her, she likes everybody." Huh, they seemed alright to me. You just don't like all the piercings and tattoos." No, it wasn't that, they were rude. I was going to offer to help them carry some of the furniture in but changed my mind when we tried talking to them." They were probably just tired, or maybe they'd just had a fight or something." Possibly," I responded, "but they sure.