"Sounds as if it's exactly what you're looking for." There's a picture of the guy who runs it," Rob said, and he clicked on the link. What he saw was ...n older man with close-cropped grey hair, possibly in his fifties, wearing olive camo pants with the cuffs tucked into black combat boots, and a matching muscle shirt. His exhibited a military bearing with his straddle-legged stance and crossed arms. The caption said his name was Archer McAlton."He's not quite what I expected in a martial arts. We met at the gym ,and he jumped into my truck, i'd talked him into doing something that I haven't done since I was a teenager, having sex in the back of my truck in the desert. I wore some shiny pantyhose (with a hole for my cock) blue satin bikini panties and a satin cami, under my gym clothes,He wore a pair of the sexiest leggings you could imagine,black patterned nylon with his cock hanging out(well it was hanging out after i got his pants off,lol}we started driving out of town and got to. ." The brush danced over her cheeks, forehead and throat, but the paint didn't dry on the skin. It seemed to fade into the wood. Pablo gasped getting Tammi's attention. "The paint, it seems to be soaking into the wood. I've never seen anything like this!"Tammi reasoned this out like she did most things. "Of course it's soaking into the wood. She has been stuck up on the front of a ship under the hot sun day-by-day getting dried out. I'll bet that your skin would drink up the paint as well if it. Hundreds of uniformed soldiers rise up to fire rockets at his positions then they drop down from sight. The rockets slam into their targets. Heavy weapons are destroyed and many of the remaining strong defences are blown apart, so are many of his soldiers; about one hundred and twenty of his troops die. He’s stunned to see he’s being attacked by soldiers, so he wonders why troops have been ordered against him. A shower of rifle launched grenades fall all over the inner compound, another sixty.