Gene chuckled quietly at his thoughts. Do you want to fuck her or eat her? His cock jerked and he had to adjust himself again. Well – both. His tore...his eyes away and dragged them down her torso. Gene drank in her movements, watching her abdomen flex, smooth muscle overlaid with a touch of softness. He could just make out the suggestion of a dimple in the small of her back before his gaze slid appreciatively over her ass. It was high and firm, perfectly in proportion to her hourglass hips. Gene. I catch my reflection in the mirrored door of the elevator and see a well-dressed young woman with a flushed face and bright eyes, though I wonder where this carefree creature has been the last six months, I’m suddenly very glad to see her. I give my reflection a wink and a grin, just before the doors open. When I walk down the hall and slip the card key in the door of room 422, it somehow feels a lot less intimidating than when I first arrived. In my room, I slip off my shoes and am just about. " I said with my little voice."Your welcome." my mom replied, as she shook her head and giggled.This was so perfect and they had no idea! Madison lived only a few blocks down from me, and Ive walked to her house many times before. It usually takes me about 20 minutes to walk to her house and thats about as far as my parents let me walk. Any where further, and they have a conniption fit. I swear, my parents are like so over-protective, its totally insane. It's like being in a prison or. “Hein, you know what you are feeling.”“Chris”, spoken in a voice intent on stopping him.“No, you know … you should say something.”He looked slightly up into the face of his best friend, the one man he could truly confide in about anything. Besides just always being available, Chris had saved his life in Central America and averted other encounters by his mere presence and selfless defiance. Chris never asked for anything, never expected anything. Simply put, he was a soldier and when they met.