The coat that she had badgered him into buying her, was a fake white fur, it was just a bit longer than the bottom of the short shorts . From behind ...er ass cheeks were showing nicely, and since you could not see the shorts, she knew Barney would think that she was naked under the coat. She headed down to the dock to meet Barney. After a short wait, they saw each other. She gave him a big sexy smile. As he ran up to greet her she could see that he was already getting a hard on. He had. Cookie rammed his cock into Tami with such force that her arms gave out and her face was pressed into the grass.“Oh god Cookie,” she moaned. “Fuck me hard; fuck me like a naughty bitch.”Hamlet was fucking Greta with speed rather than force like Cookie was doing to Tami but the red head didn’t mind. She loved fast fuckers, they gave her more friction and more pleasure. As Cookie pounded Tami a dark brown mini-stallion with flack around his hooves named Perry trotted over. Carefully Tami regained. I honestly wasn’t thrilled about driving to the East side of town, especially since I live on the Northwest side. But I agreed. Miranda went back to her desk to grab something she said. I stood waiting by the front doors for 15 minutes. I was tired and knew I’d be picking up drive thru for dinner tonight. Miranda finally appeared wearing a long trenchcoat. It seemed appropriate since it was raining hard outside. I told her to wait and I ran to my car. I picked her up by the front doors. Miranda. ”“Maybe you knew each other in Washington. Mr. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in Washington, the only time I was there was to visit my ex-wife, in Seattle. That was a long time ago.”“Not Washington state, Washington DC. Mr. Wilcox worked for the justice department.”“Well, that pretty much chinches it. The closest I’ve been to DC was Fort Bragg. And to tell you the truth, even that was probably too close.”“What did you do after the army?” She asked.“Mostly, I’ve been moving.