It seemed that most of the guys got in trouble when they got together as a group but as I was more or less a loner I didn’t have any problems stayin... out of their mindless meanderings. One area that turned out positive was the rifle range. I was raised going antelope hunting on the plains of eastern Colorado and was coached by my dad at an early age to be careful around weapons and to shoot accurately. I qualified expert on the M16 with ease and caught the eye of the NCOIC (non-commissioned. So off to Japan we went. We had a lot of fun in that strange country, we got lost for hours unable to find our way. Our only salvation was our hotel card which we carried everywhere. When Paul Richard got tired we would simply catch a taxi, show the driver our hotel card and we were transported back to our hotel.We took many conducted tours of art galleries where some of the artworks on display were over a thousand years old.It was easy to see how Toulouse Latrec's style had changed after he. “Come here,” she orders.Carson does as he is told, fitting himself so that he fits snuggly between her spread legs. His erection presses partially against the railing and her crotch. He is almost desperate to stick it in her, yet he wants to taste more of her first. It is a strange feeling to go from never really entertaining the idea of fucking an older woman to actually doing just that. He focuses in on the pink covered mounds on her chest. The orbs look delicious and Carson cannot help. The look on his face, before she had turned her back on him ... that look was what woke her in the middle of the night – every night since!She was deeply in love with Sam – head over heels in love with him – and the very last person in the world that she would ever want to hurt...And she suspected that not only had she hurt him – she just knew that she had – on some level – maybe even destroyed him."Oh you fool!" she wept as she stood under the shower, this was the only time that she could vent.