” I said returning the smile. She and her friend then left, Giggling at something R had whispered to her. I watched her ass wobble as she headed fo... the front door. I went into the back for a moment and looked at the thing she had put in my back-pocket. It was a key-card for a hotel room that was just a block away from the bar! I was psyched! I cleaned up with the rest of staff quickly and grabbed a bottle of vodka, a litre of orange and cranberry juice, and some munchies. I would usually. After the prayer, he said, "I know I'd think there was only one Hattie Jo in the whole country, much less Arkansas. Whatever, they did, they came on out to Crooked Creek, to their own peril."No other mobsters bothered to visit our town again. As a result of his heroism in saving Hattie Jo and me, the good citizens of Crooked Creek bestowed the name of "Tommy Gun" on Sheriff Willis.Even though the matter cost me a bullfrog, I wanted to be a police officer ever since.I visited that fabled spot at. By the way, Old Betsy was named for a waitress in a bar just out of Fort Sill—the name was perfect because neither one of them ever let a man down!This particular Afghan dawn found us perched on the side of a hill a bit more exposed than I was comfortable with, but what's a guy to do? Most of Afghanistan was made up of bad locations of one sort or another. Anyway, there was going to be an assault on a cave as soon as we silenced the riflemen in the ravine guarding the mouth of the cave. At. I knew she was getting turned on and that she was enjoying my teasing."You know Gary you are making me very, very wet. If you are not ooohhhh If you are not careful I am liable to cum all over that handsome face. Oh fuck you do that so well. Ung yes baby eat momma's cunt honey make her cum. Make me shoot my pussy cream all over your face. OH God I am going to cum. Oh fuck yes baby eat my fuckhole yes... yessss. YESSSSSSS... Ohhhhhhhhh... ohhhhhhh... offfffuuuuccckkkkk!!!!!"Her moans were music.