She was called Betty; actually, Elizabeth Evans, but nobody called her anything but Betty. Charles noticed her, of course. Thanked her if he was the o...e who received the mail. For some reason, she really took to Charles. With hindsight, one might suppose she had (as we used to say) ‘set her cap at him’. Certainly, she never encouraged any of the other men on the base.Charles somehow found himself entertaining Betty with a drink, then another evening, to a film. A dance held at the base resulted. 30 pm we walk in the restaurant, to my surprise is very small and empty, only two old men behind the bar, as soon as we walk in, they started talking Italian, one of them holds Marco and kisses him in the cheeks, Marco tells me he is a very good friend from Sicily, the other holds my hands, looking me all over, telling Marco, ( in a very heavy Italian accent ) she is very beautiful you lucky bastard, he asks him if i like Sicilian cannoli, Marco tells him, she loves my big cannoli, we sat at a. I grinned wickedly. “Alright, I will keep your secret, provided that you do anything that I ask of you.”, I said. He begrudgingly agreed, as he did not have much choice. My plan had succeeded. I told him to lie back, put his arms up, grab his headboard, and not to let go. He obliged. “Good boy.”, I said as I caressed his face. He smiled, awkwardly. I then moved my hand slowly to his crotch, caressed his balls, and stroking his shaft. “You are not to come until I say that you can. This is your. Before we carry on some details of the two ad wife is 5ft 7, and mother 5ft 5, my wife had a bust which was too die for, they protruded out so much so, it was as if she had been drawn by a pervert. Having lived in India all her life she had lovely full body golden brown tan.Her eyes were big like a hentai characters, and her arse was firm not too big but enough for each cheek to be held firm in each hand. She was polite and always respected her elders, over the years she had become more.