Or even months?What will Joe think now? Or my parents? What will they think of me? Will they think I have just run away? Will the police look for me? ...he girl, Neena, shredded my passport and Joe must have noticed that it is missing from our home, by now. He will wonder if I have gone abroad. Could the police find me abroad? Could they find me here? Or am I lost? Lost forever?I'm still trying to imagine where I could possibly be. The girl Neena told me I was near Moscow. Do I believe her? Why. " That is a fact, Wanda. The people out at the airpark are a great bunch. They handle the everyday stuff easily. All of them want to fly more and they all want to fly the jets. The instruction part of the operation is going well and is bringing in some good bucks. I think it's crazy that I've learned to fly helicopters along with jets. I can't believe it was such a short time ago that I was wondering what I was going to do to earn a living when I was pushed out of the Marines. Now look at me;. So I stood there in the doorway looking at her and felt my big cock filling rapidly. I had relieved myself when I awoke with an iron-hard erection as I usually did, but now it was coming up again. Not unusual but sometimes annoying.She heard the door open I guess and turned her head and her mouth fell open. She stopped in mid-lift and her eyes got real big and then she squealed, rolled over to show me her fine ass and bulging vulva and started to crawl away. I pounced on her, pulled her to me. "What do you think he'll do?" I asked her."Not much this time, he's too shocked, but if we give him another chance he'll have it all planned out." She leaned forward, scooting to the front of her seat. "What would you do?" she asked me."With her?" I asked disingenuously."Of course not, with me." I realized she was really drunk, and she stood up and sat on my lap facing Beth. "Tell me." She was seemingly oblivious to Beth only a foot away. Beth leaned over to hear what I was going to say.I.