We were seated within minutes, but Chad's attention wasn't on me. "So, your dad's friend is sitting two tables from us, and eyeballing me like he thin...ks I'm gonna rape you. What the hell, Cassidy? He's killing the mood." Well, if you love me, you'll ignore him, got it?" Okay," he groaned, before kissing me. "Am I allowed to kiss her, Ed?" he asked loudly.I didn't look at Ed to see his reaction, but Chad kissed me again. We ordered and ate dinner, but Chad maintained his distance as well, only. ”“General, I read excerpts from a forthcoming book about you. It says that you were the one who set up the tactics for our breakout in Germany and for the later collapse of the Soviet government. Is that true? The authors, Collins and Carlson, claim it is.”“Chris and Bill get a little carried away sometimes, Colonel. I think they’re trying to get even with me. They accuse me of causing them to get married.” She grinned and said, “To answer your question, though, I was involved in the planning. Every time I think about the nasty things I did, I get crazy with desire and lust to do it again. As I drove over I thought about what I wanted to do with you when I got here. And I remembered you saying that you had contacts in the porno industry. Maybe you get get me in one, a movie I mean.’ Barbara had turned in to sex craved slut alright. Sex was the only thing on her mind. She wanted to live a life of fucking and sucking and doing any kinky thing a man could think of. ‘Do like the way I. At times, she tried to similarly describe what she and Alan were doing when Susan wasn't around, but Susan didn't want to hear it. So, once in a while, Suzanne resorted to telling it like it was a dream, only to finish with: "Come to think of it, that wasn't a dream. That was what happened last Friday when we were up in his room."That little trick worked every time. Suzanne could actually see Susan's arousal level immediately double just by the look on her face. The only problem was Suzanne.