The Midnighter, a Diner in our town seemed to be built for me. It had the curious hours of 8pm to 8am, and had some of the best (and cheapest) food a...round. Kara decided (and I agreed) that at 1:30am, it was far too early for either of us to head home, so we decided to drive randomly around my rural town. There were plenty of dark country roads to drive around and get lost on while talking about whatever came to mind, and traveling them was also a favorite thing of mine to do. Being my. "Commander Rajon?"The Lycavorian fleet officer stepped forward. "I have a full payload of missiles and torpedoes." He spoke calmlmy. "Prime Minister Deia has authorized me to use whatever means necessary to assist. If he puts orbital platforms over this mountain range, I guarantee they won't be there for long." Is she sending more troops?" Golna asked."Two more Mora will arrive tomorrow." Anja spoke. "The political aspect of what is going on will come to a bursting point soon, and that is all. ‘Would you like to stay to dinner?’ She asked and taking the gleam in my eye as an affirmative answer, went off to the kitchen to check on the meal. I’d smelled something cooking when I’d arrived, but I hadn’t been able to identify it. Now my interest was piqued. I followed her to see what was on the menu. She was stirring a big crock-pot of something and I walked up and peered over her shoulder. It was split-pea soup. My mouth watered and I had to move back before I started to drool on Amy’s. ” My heart went into double time. “Not tonight, though. It’s late and I have to be up early tomorrow. Next time.”I was surprised and disappointed. In bed alone after we said goodnight, my mind raced with thoughts and images of Jon fucking me. I couldn’t fall asleep. I thought of Jean, the woman who introduced me to anal and remembered the first time. I had given her two or three clitoral climaxes with my tongue (I love eating pussy, too) and had a raging hard on. I was about to mount her when.