No way would I do THAT. I'll use my hand on you, but I won't suck you."I was a bit uptight at her refusal, and simply pushed my cock back in my pants ...nd said everything was fine, and I understood how she felt.When she went into the house, I went back to the present and was still fuming as I sipped my iced tea on the patio.Now that I had banged her as I planned, I was now determined to get her to not only suck me, but swallow as well.The rest of that day was very exhausting as I made at least a. Gino was from the Italian – obviously - and was one of the most handsome blokes in the battalion, probably in the regiment. He had to fight women off with a stick, they use to hang around him like flies round a cow's arse. We, or rather he, had picked up two tasty sorts in a pub one Friday night, and they were definitely up for it; both of them fancied Gino, of course, but one of them would have to make do with me.The problem in Belfast was where to take a girl for a good shagging. It was still. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was only 1:00 a.m. It was a fitful night as sunrise finally stirred me up from the on and off pattern of sleep that had tortured me all night long. It was Saturday, and since I really didn;t have to work, I went out to the garage and was ready to start a tuneup on my vehicle, when the phone rang. Elena was calling from a phone booth just outside of Visalia in a town called Woodlake. "My hero, " she said, "meet me at the liquor store in Woodlake in a. “All of our new managers participate.” He explained his arm still around my shoulders.“Exactly what does this involve?” I asked.“Just a little friendly competition young man. A game of billiards for a small wager.”“Well sir, I’m really not that good at billiards.”“Well we will have to remedy that, won’t we?”“I guess, if you say so.” I agreed not wanting to displease Mr. Waller.“I do declare Jason; you didn’t inform Kyle about the wager?” Charlotte spoke.“Ahh yes, the wager. As I said it’s a.