Inside, Lt. Tracy Parker grasped the handholds tightly even though she was strapped into the jump seat behind the helo's pilot, Ensign Betty Knight. C...oppers rarely flew in these types of storms; approaching dusk, this flight was nearly insane. Occasionally, the co-pilot, CWO Ted Griggs would glance back at the passenger. He was trying to figure out what all the fuss was about. Even buried in flight suit, boots, helmet, survival gear, and Mae West, he could see that Tracy was a very attractive. You do know that your boyfriend doesn’t even give a shit about you. He left you to fend for yourself.”I didn’t wait for her to respond as I grabbed her hand so that my pinkie and ring finger were locked behind her wrist. My other hand grabbed the nearest hand I saw, which turned out to be a guy, and pulled. I knew the sudden steel grip I had on them both was definitely enhanced by the place in my head. The two softball players had yelled out toward the bus for their teammates. Two more girls. He wanted it in his grip so bad. As he watched from the doorway, she took her right hand and began to move it down between her legs. He loved it when she touched herself. Just then he heard the slightest moan and he knew she had slipped her finger inside. As he watched, she started with one finger, so slow but then her hips just kept moving faster and faster. He knew she was craving anything and everything he would put inside her. As he watched and listened to her he could tell she was getting. " And after that?" Well Mum picked idiots as boyfriends for a few years, I got a new 'daddy' every few months. Eventually she met Younus, he's Moroccan. I think she became Muslim because she didn't have to make so many decisions. She isn't very good at making decisions. I liked Younus though, he was good fun." And he is stuck in the Middle East now." Uh huh. Mum really misses him."Mark extracted his fingers from her arse. "Sit at the edge of the bed and spread your legs."As he knelt in front of.