And I don’t want you boys calling all over just to see where I am.If I’m not home, try again later.I’m not your little kid, so don’t treat me ...ike one… okay?”J.J. kissed Linda on the cheek and apologized again.“When you see uncle Don again, tell him hi for me.I gotta hit the road to Nashville in a couple of hours with a truck load of cantaloupe.Love you, Mom.” ************In the meantime, I was dealing with my own situation.When I called Sharon, she insisted we meet at her place after she. I was going like a jack hammer when she screamed so loud I thought the whole country would hear. She screamed and screamed as I kept fucking her through her orgasm, my pubic bone slamming into her clit again and again until her legs and arms buckled and she slid down the bonnet on a growing wet patch.I was knackered now and didn't have the strength to hold her up. She got back in the position she was in earlier, taking my cock in her mouth and wanking me with her tits. I put what little energy. A Sailor’s Diary. The first volume would be about World War II and the OSS, the second about the CIA.”“Sign me up to proofread. You’ll need a blue-water sailor to edit the Navy part for you.”“Sadly, there aren’t going to be very many of those left in ten years, at least not with the kinds of experiences my dad survived. A sixteen-year-old enlistee in 1941 would be eighty-five by then.”“And your dad will be ninety-three,” Howard replied.“Not to be morbid, but short of Patrick’s plane crashing on. Troy got home found her inthe kitchen cooking dinner he gave her a kiss onthe cheeck he told she smelled good, she smiled, oh : dinner smells good too he laughed went to do his home work . Jim came patted her ass kissing her neck he told her he was going out of town for a few days had a trouble shoot a system she walked by him cupped his balls calling Troy to come and eat. Nancy told Troy his dad was going out of town for a few days . Troy asked all whys he got the tech stuff ok Troy help.