I rushed home excited to see what he had for me tonight, I’m feeling a bit horny myself, but nothing had me in store for what he planned.I walked up...to his penthouse. the sound of rap music coming from his place filled the air. My heels are high so I slowly climb the flight of stairs. holding on to the rail. I don’t want my shirt to rise more that it is already..or mess up my hair and makeup, at least not yet...i want him to see the artwork I did. from the tall sexy patent leather shiny. They started a fight at the Vets Center, he ended it. He walked them out of the front door and tossed them on the street, and I mean tossed, one broke his arm the other looks like someone had hit him on the face with a shovel. They never caused a ruckus again. Usually he is a quiet person, not a bad poker player."The first thing that comes to mind is the Barrett, possibly this Jake was ordnance man, sounds perfect. I can hope."You have any question Skip, Peanut?"Peanut looks up at the mention. With this problem weighing me down I went to bed. After several attempts to blanket my thoughts by reading I gave up and allowed my thoughts to drift once more to Brownlow. I remembered the strength of his arms and the powerful but gentle way that we made love, I longed once more for that sensation I felt when we had reached our simultaneous climax. There was nothing perfunctory about his lovemaking but, was it really his love or the thrill of doing something that my conscience told me was so. “Yeah, Alyssa and I had a lot of fun in here.” John said with a smile.“This is where it all began then?” Sparks said curiously.“Well our first time doing anything together was in the rec room.” John said. “I asked Alyssa to kneel and blow me.”“Did she come on to you then?” Sparks said, sidling up to him and looking at him out of the corner of her eye and with a coy smile on her full lips.“Well you could say that.” John admitted ruefully. “I found her a few days after she snuck on board and then.