The black man came out of the bathroom, and ordered me to get cleaned up. I dashed in, had a quick shower and stood in front of the mirror, my breasts...were covered in bite marks, my pussy was puffy from the pounding, and my nipples were sore from the sucking, but there was still elation inside of me, I returned to the bedroom where he sat waiting for me, fully dressed."Can I wear something, it's getting cold." I said. He handled my thin and short cotton dressing gown from the closet, to. " Like tearing wings off flies and killing people for a living was fun.I showed up a little late the next night. I had a big blue roan mare, Donna (don't ask — that was the name of the first girl I'd been with in high school), and hadn't been giving her enough work so I took her on a long ride in the afternoon, ignoring the light rain and my slicker. I hadn't slept well the night before — I kept seeing myself back in-country, somehow knowing that a Cong sniper was in the zone, inhaling,. At one point Mark caught her eye and suggestively look at her breasts. His look was so full of lust and she felt sexy like never before, her heartbeat almost skipped and she could feel her pussy getting wet.At the end of the hour the class was dismissed and as the student where packing their books and leaving the classroom Mark came by Janna's table and secretly gave her a note before leaving himself. She went to the girls toilets and entered a cubicle to have some privacy and started reading. As we both came back down to earth we relaxed with a cigarette. “What’s the story with inviting Heather round in the morning anyway?” I asked Lisa. “Erm honest answer?” said Lisa “That would be good “I replied “I fancy her – there was like an instant attraction earlier” she admitted “There have been one or two other girls I’ve slept with apart from Liz you know” she continued “Yeah but Heather’s straight” I replied “Well she might have been once over but she isn’t anymore” said Lisa with a.