He was all that was left of his family. His whole family had died a year before from a fever that had spread through the area. Since then times became...hard. He was a tall man with rough features from his many years from working under the sun. He was a burly man, showed by his tight and ragged clothes that he worn. He jet-black hair was cut short and wild. He stared out at the tree line watching as fireflies blinked on and off as they flew.He blew a few smoke rings before clamping the pipe back. With that, I walked out alone. Of course, Pale Red was maybe 15 paces behind me.Getting in the backseat of the taxi with me, it turned out we were in the same hotel which was 25 minutes away. I arched my back and pressed my hip and shoulder into him. I turn my head and we start making out- hungry, demanding yet soft, deep kisses as his arms come around me. I was such a whore, with the freedom of anonymity and relative privacy. His hands cupped and caressed my heavy, eager tits while my. Make a mistake there and you'll find yourself back here before you get your breath back." Yes, Sir!" Good. Pop in say goodbye before you leave on Friday." I will indeed and thank you, Sir."Mark spent the rest of the day with Sgt Oldfield to make sure everything was ready for handover. The handover itself went without a hitch. Mark was amazed at Edward Phillips's ignorance and just hoped he had told him enough although he was sure that Sgt Oldfield would carry the platoon.The party on Thursday. After a couple of minutes a mans voice called my name over the speaker and asked me to go through the door.I walked throu the door to see the doctor sitting behind his desk, he was gorgeous, he stood up and walked towards me, he was well built, athletic and tall, string looking, he had dark hair and tanned skin, he held his hand out to me and said "hello, I'm doctor walker, you can call me Ben, if it makes you feel more relaxed", his hands were big and soft, he held my hand a little longer then.