After we looked each other up and down we kissed and felt each others body for the next hour, sipping champaign as we went, the panties were firm cont...ol panties and the tightness was holding my cock firmly in place, I could feel my cock dribbling pre-cum all the time, as she undid my jeans I undid hers, sliding my hand in feeling the mound of her pussy, as I reached back I could feel the butt plug in place, I pulled my hand out and we took off our tops, her breasts looked fantastic, I reached. The next evening, while sitting at the bar I had a tap on the shoulder and turned around to find her standing there. I asked her to have a seat and got her a drink and we started talking, just small talk at first. After a while she told me that she was in Biloxi for business meeting. She also told me that she was drunk the night before, and had let that guy, who she said she didn't know, take advantage of her.She asked me not to tell anyone what I had seen, and I told her "No problem, it's. Letters and cards once plentiful and personal became fewer and almost generic. In my conversations with Hanna and even with Caitlin's parents, their responses were the same. Caitlin wasn't writing anyone very often anymore.I decided that I would give it one more really sincere shot. I began to write her and then scrapped what I had written and began again, repeating this every night for a week before I managed to get the words just right. As I finished, I realized that I was exhausted, mentally. ’ ‘So, he was… what?’ ‘Drowned…’ ‘Well, is it safe? Did you find that guy?’ ‘If that fuck’s still out there, there’s no way we’re coming home.’ ‘Word on the street is that he’s down in TJ but I don’t know. This is a big state and he could be anywhere. What do you want to do?’ ‘Like he knows…’ ‘Don’t have any idea…’ ‘I thought so, you poor bastard, but I don’t know, either.’ ‘Look, uh, Greg… why don’t you stay out wherever you all are for, let’s say, another three or four days. Call me back then.