“I will have to visit there” I said “You should come with us one night and we will introduce you to some of our friends” s...id Brenda still stroking my cock. “I would love too” I finished my drink reached behind me a placed my glass on the table as I did so Brenda licked my lips and we started to kiss each other, she pulled me on top of her and positioned me between her legs. “Now please fuck me” . "She shrugged. "OK, one Bacardi and coke for Chico."They watched as the waitress brought it over and talked to Chico. When he turned to look at them, Fabian raised his hand in a little wave and grinned."You're a real cheeseball, you know that?" said Mickey under his breath.Chico nodded politely at Fabian and motioned for him to come over to his table."Back in a minute," he said to Mickey. He walked over and sat down across from Chico, uncomfortably aware of the stares from the Mexican. Once they saw me I tried to turn and leave in my haste I slipped and fell flat on my face. I scampered across the floor on hands and knees for the door banging my head as I tried to open the door and get up at the same time. One of the guys cried out 'that's the bitch I was telling y'all about'. I managed to get out of the shower area but in my confusion I made a wrong turn and ended trapped in the weight room. With only one way in and one way out I was trapped, each one of them had position. As an enthusiastic young pilot in a USMC scout aircraft, a Cessna 0-1, the range was variable depending on all of the weather conditions. If hot, you burned a lot of fuel on takeoff limiting your mission time. If reasonably cool and you were not changing altitude constantly, you could really extend your range.This incident was sometime during 1964 when the silly "war" was not yet in full bloom. The Marines flew sorties constantly in support of the South Vietnamese ground troops and artillery..