A deep, Spanish accented voice gently woke her to reality. “Are you all right, seniora?” babygirl turned her head to the right, and saw the fabric...of a finely crafted light gray suit jacket at her eye level....looking upward, she viewed a pair of dark brown eyes, which held a bemused and slightly concerned look. A large man, with dark complexion which spoke of time in the desert sun, and long black hair pulled back into a neat ponytail was standing two feet from her, where he had arrived. .the candlelight dancing off Eva’s glistening skin…as he moves closer to her pert buttocks she tightens…..”Breath,” he says in a soothing voice…As she relaxes her legs fall open feeling the damp warmth between her thighs….His hands sliding over her firm cheeks formed from hours in the saddle, releasing the knots.Hands slowly working down the outside of her leg her skin soaking up the warming oil…starting to work up her inner thigh his eyes can’t help but notice the smooth pair of moist lips. Evelynn decided she had seen enough death around her, after mourning and burying her late departed husband, not wanting for her son to share his father’s fate, she sold everything they had and fled.Damien was trained from an early age in a militaristic environment by his father, and not only him as his base of operations was close to their home, most of the time entire units that were stationed there from time to time during different OPs, spend their time around Damien’s home, Army Rangers,. Larry was out following up a related lead and Cassi had agreed to stay behind and collect the warrant.The shapely black woman was wearing a relatively conservative but smartly tailored pantsuit, heels and blouse opened at the collar which revealed the beginning of some well developed cleavage.Cassi started to rise until she realized her own pants were bulging noticeably despite the supporter she wore. She pretended to drop something on the floor and quickly sat back down, fumbled around on the.