He had lived off the base, when she had asked, so she would be closer to her workplace. He had given up his mid-size pickup so that they could have a ...art-time maid.Nevertheless, the time for giving and consideration was over. She was determined to only take and not care about his needs at all. His guilt over the damage to her career from his occasional change in stationing was gone. That guilt had been a major advantage of hers in previous arguments. That was over. Richard Mason was going to. If I hadn’t already known she was ‘different,’ there would have been no way to tell from this angle. Acting on a sudden urge, I reached over and gently squeezed her ass with both hands. I kinda expected her to yell at me, but all I heard was something that sounded like a quiet moan. Wondering how far she would let me explore, I slowly pushed her cheeks apart until I could see her little pink butthole. It looked clean and was glistening slightly with sweat. Feeling strangely drawn to it, I moved. You were so sweet last night. I'm falling in love with you, you know. Don't stop what you're doing if that's what you want." She said softly, honestly.I stopped washing and pressed myself up to the glass saying, "I know what I'm doing, what I want to do. You couldn't be any sweeter."She got up and kissed me through the glass and walked back to the door. Before she went out, she let the towel drop and smiled at me so sexy I thought I might shoot right there. I am falling in love.One of the signs. Instead it headed out to a street in back of the parking lot, and then by a series of right and left turns to an old state highway that headed due west. I was pretty nervous and I knew that the others were starting to get suspicious. As I tried to speak to the driver, a man materialized from behind us. He’d been lying down in the cargo space behind the passenger seats, and he was holding a gun near Trudy’s head. He calmly ordered me to hand over my gun, and while he held his gun on us, another.