. They met later that night to drink a couple for Chuck and remember the old times."I can't believe he died."They each said it, so no one was sure who...said it this time.He was only 26. 4 years. That was a long time. He was such a kid."If it's a routine training exercise, how come someone can die?' Jim asked sarcastically. "How routine can it be for god sakes?" It's the military. So you never know what the whole story is. Sure it was routine. It was their routine conquering of a third world. Apparently watching 2 girls going at it without him joining wasn’t an option. Not that I complained, I came here for him in the first place, though I think the rest of our train trip would start getting much more interesting now we had each other. I hoped she didn’t do this just for the “competition” and actually wanted to do this later as well. The cock slid in between our mouths and we licked, kissed it, kissed each other, and sometimes took the head of the cock in one of our mouths. Then. “Very good Mr. Chancer,” he grinned, “Now care to tell me, if you can, about what was said?”“I wasn’t there, of course, but the odds are that I can make a series of extremely good calculated guesses. First, that he tried to make the meeting with you a very public one with plenty of witnesses, like right here in the Social Club, standing in fact, just about right where I’m standing now. Second, he told you that he was now running South Hell ... or would be, the moment he so chose to act and. They were soon to learn that this older woman was a sexual force to be reckoned with, 34c tits, a slim 29inch waist and a smackable arse though the odd spank is all that she ever allows as anything anal they were to find turns her completely off, her brown eyes flashed sexily though and she had a smile that disarmed, what more could a lad ask for other than being here without an audience. She realised that there was a shyness and embarrassment factor so she decided to break it down by asking a.