I'll write a story and then sit there and tweak it, never quite sure when tostop. It drives her nuts! Eventually, usually around the fifth or sixth re...riteshe tosses her head back screams that high pitched squeal of disgust and poof,she's gone. That's when I know it's time to post the damn story. This brings us to the problem. When she splits she's really gone. I wait forher, sometimes for days, often for weeks, once for nearly all of a cold winter.I'm not really possessive, Lord knows I'm not. As he followed her into the alley, he took a better look at her. Although the lamps were not yet light for the evening, he had no problem seeing in the dark. She was wearing a faded blue dress that seemed to be made of soft material. He thought of how it would feel on the back of his hand as he ran it from her small ankles up to the tender flesh of her inner thigh… He shook his head clearing it. Darien , what is wrong with you? He thought as he followed her. Then his eyes. The elevator climbed up slowly. “You didn't push a floor number.” Her soft voice was too much. You hit the elevator stop button. You turned to look at her. Your cock must of sensed she was there. You grabbed her face and kissed her hard. Your tongues attacked each other. Her moans driving you insane. Her breathing was rapid and she pushed her body against yours. You grabbed her left thigh and grinded your dick against her pussy. Fuck you could feel the heat coming from between her legs. You. Horsey was on his smarter than smart phone I was looking out the window too. I didn't like what I saw; I could see that Vance and Josh were not happy campers. I saw them talking with the fuel truck operator who had stopped at the jet along with a Humvee full of officers. There seemed to be an agitated discussion going on.A few moments later Capt. Horsey hung up his phone and said, "His group is going to be relieved within 20 minutes and they should back at base a short time after that," then.