. stunning.” Sean said, finally finding just the right word he was searching for.“Well Thank-you, you look quite dashing yourself. I didn’t know...how to dress because you wouldn’t tell me where we were going, so I dressed up in the best dress I have.”Sean tried not to stare, she looked gorgeous, she was wearing an emerald green knee-length velvet party dress that hugged to her curves like a fine Italian sports car clung to the curviest road. The dress set off her vibrant red hair and her creamy. His sudden moan breaks my trance and gives me some concern. This can’t end too soon, but sometimes it does happen. In those cases there’s no way to reset. He’ll be embarrassed and thinking more clearly, wine waves in his mind receding as he looks to exit while she looks to politely find a way to spit his ejaculate into his used bourbon glass. I can’t have this. Those are not good nights. She’s slept in the garage for mistakes like that.I sit up, making as much noise as possible to subtly grab. Then something unthinkable happens...Present – Glen – Battle zoneHow the fuck did so many fake Marines infiltrate our ranks? Once the twins alert them that they can be spotted by their behavior, they open fire. I rush for cover, pull my firearm, but I sure can't tell one from the other.I look for Jens, but she's nowhere to be seen - I can only hope that she made it to safety. This is a fucking mess! Good men are being lost because of the infiltration. I identify one of the fake Marines so I. He looked at me lying there naked and red, grimaced, then shook his head. “Do you want me to put it on you?” he asked.“Please,” I nearly begged, “I don’t want to move.”He popped the cap open then splooged a gob of it on his hand. Putting the bottle on the bed, he asked, “Where do I start?”“My shoulders, I guess, then everywhere,” I told him, ”Don't be shy.”He rubbed his hands together, spreading the lotion on them. The aloe was cold when he started to massage it in. I had been sleeping in the.