I was in the neighborhood and thought I would come to say hi. May I come in? I just want to see you a little. I hope you are not disappointed.She was,...I am not!-Good, 'cause we're best friends aren't we?, the smile on her face gave him confidence to continue, May I come in? just to have a sip of water? As she lets him in the kitchen he catches her from behind , puts a damp clothes over her nose. She can't breath, heavy, heavier, asleep. She woke up hours later in her bed. Was it all a dream?. He cupped her ass cheeks like a warm bowl and enjoyed his meal, bringing her to another massive climax.Resting in the other’s arms, she touched the damp spot and laughed lightly. “Just like when a movie fan meets their favourite actor and shakes hands, not wanting to wash it ever again, I think I want to leave your cum stains on my sheets forever.”“After a while, we would make them rather stinky,” he joked, and she agreed.The lovers took another sensual shower and dried each other off. “When. I remember all right. Randy, wasn’t it?’ I said, pointing to the one on the left. ‘Yeah,’ she said. ‘I think the other guy was Corey. I’m pretty sure that was him.’ I walked to my file cabinet and pulled out my charter booking register. ‘Here it is. Booked by Terry Shatzenberg and listed Corey Butler, Fred Lepper, Randy Brezinski, and Chad Lepper. I wonder if all five were on board when it was stolen?’ ‘You better call the RCMP,’ Del suggested. ‘Right away,’ I agreed. I picked up the phone,. It was barely sunrise and the sky had a reddish pink glow in the east.Hank came over to Mark. "I feel something is not quite right. I used to get these feelings during my tour in Afghanistan. They were never wrong."Mark tried to link with Teacher and got nothing. "Melissa!" he called with his mind and got a weak reply. He ran back the few feet to their motor home and saw someone struggling with Angela."No!" Mark yelled and charged forward. Mark stiff-armed the man and he fell to the pavement..