..." He said turning to me again and making a small cut on my cheek, a drop of blood ran down my cheek and fell on the floor...I was shocked...."...It... is sharp..." He said before leaving...I looked at the blood drops falling from my cheek..."Matt...come on...you gotta find me..." I whispered to myself looking at the floor...===================================================================================-Matt-I called Mark that day and asked him if we could talk...he agreed...we went to a. Her mother was a local girl and worked in the base library. They met, and, well things happened; marriage and Maria following in short order. Her family moved around the world with her dad's duty assignments, until he was killed in a car crash in Fayetteville, North Carolina. At the time he was stationed at Pope Air Force Base and Maria was a junior majoring in Marketing with a minor in Literature at Duke University.After her dad died her mom moved to Lisbon to work with her sister at the café. I rolled her off the couch and over my shoulder. She just laid there limp like a rag doll. I was carrying her fireman style to the bedroom. When I was in the hall I gave her ass a nice little spank. I could feel her ass jiggle just a little bit under my hand. I made sure to get in a couple more spanks, each one a little harder, until we reached the bedroom. I walked to the foot of the bed and flopped her onto her back onto the bed. I gave it little thought before I decided to go ahead and tie. Take-off and climb weren’t noteworthy. Nor was the meal. It had grown very late, and everybody else on the airplane had their reading lights turned out and seemed to be asleep. That is except for the couple directly across from us. They kept looking at us and I couldn’t figure out why. I wouldn’t have noticed except that I kept looking at them, hoping to see some sign of them turning their lights out so that we could implement our plan to make love on the airplane.Finally, with a look of.