Too many people surrounded her. She wasn’t his intended victim. No, he was aiming at his ex-girlfriend, a woman who had also decided to spend the la...t hour of daylight in the park. She had caught sight of him and sprinted in the opposite direction, lost among others. But the gunman took one last desperate shot. A bloom of pain in Dipty chest, and too late, the instinct to run grabbed her. Her legs could no longer carry her away from the threat. She took a few steps and then stumbled. People ran. "Good morning, Airman. I'm escorting three foreign nationals, they'll be in," Lenore consulted her notes on what to do from her brief conversation with USAF Major William "shucks, call me 'Bill'" Toler from the night before when she'd picked up the van, "building 1010." She slid her ID card and the ONI ID under the clip of the board where she'd signed entering, and the Airman took them into the gatehouse for a moment. He handed them back to her, and then he did something unexpected: he saluted. Ive gotten a few good looks at his dad and I can see where he gets his physique from. His dad is pretty hot for 45 and I know he works hard at it. This boy will be just as hot when hes that old. I like Marks hairless chest and his little line of hair that goes from his navel and joins into his pubic hair. The same light brown color as his hair. Hes really hot. My wife starts to moan a little as I ram myself into her. I know what this sound and it means she wants me to cum. No way, bitch… not. When Steph finally arrived she was in a foul mood. Phil had been on her case about going out. He wanted her to stay home and look after him. Steph had told him in no uncertain terms that she would do what was right for her, and he would just have to live with it. Her friends plied her with wine and the conversation got back to where it was the previous week. They all thought Steph should get a small tattoo in a place where Phil wouldn’t see it. She didn’t disagree so they gave her more drinks.