Oh well maybe I was at heart. I mean all the military clothes, and the life style I lived was more suited to a man, than a woman. I wasn't very femini...e, except that I liked cock. I had tried the other side of the plate and it left me cold.I slipped on the vest before I went down and started the Toyota. I drove down to the station with the box opener in my pocket and the .38 under my light weight parka."Porter you are on your own until 11PM," the Duty Sergeant of a different squad said to. He shook, his body at such a feverish pitch from the intensely quick orgasm that his balls ached and it felt like his cock was going to explode from the pressure.“Better, much better, get over and suck up these juices until I cum. Riki you clean him up while he does his duty, no just lying there and enjoying your slutty self!”The next few minutes were filled with Janet’s moans as John obediently served her with his mouth, his softening prick suckled clean by the naked slut on the floor. When. Shepicked up her handbag and sunglasses, our eyes briefly met, and shegraced me with a smile; I nearly fell off my stool. As she headed outof the door, she tapped on the window with her long red nails, mouthing"I don't bite", and with a jaunty wave she was gone.It became habit of mine to glance into the "cyber cafe" when ever Iwalked by. She however, was never in, and gradually I forgot about her.On one frigidly cold January morning, as I gazed through the windowbehind my desk, a husky. .. this stretch is underwater. It might not rain all that hard but I’d rather not take the chance.”“You’re so smart ... up top it is.”We unloaded the heavy mining equipment from out of the back of the new Rover Defender and negotiated the poor trail back up top. I was glad to be going back up. The trail would be the shit in the rain. I parked and opened the back and started pulling out camp. The tents; a Trango Four and my ancient but beloved Sierra Designs Sphinx ... made in 1967.We were still.