”“It wasn’t too hard. She works evenings. So she ain’t home till about midnight.”“Oh cool. Do you like this ass,” Layla inquired.“Yeah...it’s nice. I see you still keeping that sword and them apples hidden,” Kevin laughed.“I know how you like it Daddy Superman!”“That’s a good girl,” he smiled.Layla began to twerk on the bed. Kevin watched the jiggling ebony cheeks closely. His manhood stiffened. Layla gyrated purposefully. “You really want me to jack off on that ass, don’t you,” Kevin. To tell the truth I wasn’t sure what I was thinking when I agreed to go for a ride with a truck full of guys. I guess part of it was a little bravado on my part but I was getting a little nervous.When we got there and sat on the beach drinking, I needed a drink to take the edge off. It wasn’t long before I started feeling pretty good. I’m a real slut after a few drinks and love to flirt and tease. I sure these guys remember this and that’s why they got the beer. I knew. After the woman leaves Cheryl tosses the list into a waste basket then goes upstairs. Then she goes upstairs and cries like never before in her life! The next day is listless and even when the letter doesn't come nothing changes. The following a package arrives that doesn't have a return address. Upon opening the without any emotion she sees the pictures and remembers the scenes. After the last picture there is the typed note, "Remember those? Well when I first saw them, I knew beyond a. She still wore her uniform, the green this time. "Tony," she said, "The Pig, did she ever say how she felt being trussed up and abused." No," I chuckled, "You asked that already, are you curious?" "Yes," she said, "I just wondered." Well if you're that interested I'll truss you up and you can see for yourself." I joked, "Next time we get deployed." Next time?" she said."You'll need the splints and stuff from your bag." I pointed out."It's in my bag," she pointed, "Over there, I didn't dare.