Priyanka helped me dress up and soon we headed to the supermarket. I was giving teasing signals to handsome men whom I met on the way.Priyanka: Stop a...ting like a slut, Simmy. I am sure anyone of these men would kill to fuck your pussy…Me: Fuck you! Like hell, they would…I will fuck them in my way. I hope I see handsome men in the shopping aisle.We reached the supermarket and I followed Priyanka who was pushing the cart. I looked around the aisle and found no one to bother my kink. I lifted my. Her auburn hair shined and framed a perfect face. Her blue eyes sparkled and pink lips smiled to show off her bright teeth. Her smooth skin was creamy white with a hint of freckles across her nose. Jeffrey found himself staring. ‘I speak English, Herr Major,’ she said with a slight accent. ‘Forgive me then. My name is Major Jeffrey Tremaine. At your service.’ ‘My name is Katrina von Buskirk,’ she replied. ‘von Buskirk?’ he asked quizzically. He knew von before a name meant the family was. ..I um..." He stepped forward, pulling his hoodie off, leaving him in a grey tank top in the cool weather. She watched him, curiously, as he wrapped the clothing around her arm. She whispers, "Thank you..." She sensed desire in him, in gratitude, she kissed him. In apparent surprise, he froze, his eyes wide. She rested her hand on his chest, gently pushing him back against the tree, Joshua complied, finally coming back to his senses. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he ran his free hand down. I was just finishing up when they both emerged from the house.“Morning, Will,” Helen said coolly, barely making eye contact. She got into the front passenger seat, Connie was behind the wheel and I climbed into the back.Not much was said in the car, but Helen kept stifling one yawn after another.“You tired, Helen?” I asked.“Yes, I am. I didn’t sleep too well,” she said.“Maybe you can catch some Z’s on the plane,” I added. She said she hoped so. It was good to see that her category-five orgasm.