" I think he, uh, likes my ass," Pete said finally."Okay," I replied, "How do you feel about that?" Weird." Weird, how?" Well..."I chuckled. "Son, I c...n read you like a book, so just come out with it." It, uh, might be nice..." Might be," I agreed."I've never done it." Well, you can ask him -- or are you asking me?" I asked."I, uh, you..." He hung his head."Jeezus, Son, you look like somebody shot your dog!" I exclaimed."Well, I'm sure you're disappointed in me..." Son, you spent half the night. .. we need to alert DC ... let's go private." Private was a prearranged signal between the Colonel and the Base Commander. Channels were changed ... scramble put in effect. A few words were spoken conforming to protocol. ID numbers exchanged and the conversation began."Sir, some manner of effluent was dropped or dumped on F-22 aircraft assigned to Hickam on or about 2005. The very vileness of the effluent precludes accidental discharge and the accuracy of the attack predicts a new delivery. (To reach true Lorena status, you must take the severed dick for a drive and then toss it out the window.)THE MENTHOLThe act of getting head from a woman who just moments earlier ate a numerous amounts of cough drops, thus insuring a pleasurable, tingly feeling on your cock.THE MELLON DIVEHead butting a woman’s big fat titties. Always lots of fun.MONKEY WRENCHWhen some sadistic bitch takes your dick back between your legs and sucks you off.MONROE TRANSFERWhen you and your partner connect each. She giggled again before she hooked her fingers over the band then pulled them over the girl’s hip, Sam lifting her rear off the mattress to allow Cat to get them off. The redhead carelessly tossed them away on the floor then bent back down and dove into the sweet and tangy folds, not caring for any particular technique, just desperately wanting to taste the blonde and get her off.Sam squeezed her eyes shut and hissed, “Fuck,” when the girl stuck her tongue in as far as she could manage, her.