“I guess I don’t have enough. I thought I had more. I don’t know what...”The more that dribbled out of his mouth, the stupider he sounded. Wha...t the fuck? Did he spend it? He couldn’t remember.“I’ll have to put the whiskey back and just get the case, I guess,” he finally said.She looked disinterestedly at him for a moment, working on a wad of gum.“Can I get a manager to register four?” she called out. He heard an exasperated sigh behind him and the line got longer.He was frantically going. Pulling her fingers out of my ass, she cupped my balls. Releasing my cock out of her mouth she said, "Let's get this thing hard so you can fuck me."Sarah lowered her head back onto my cock, deep throat sucking and fucking me with her mouth, raising the flag pole to its full potential of 8.5 inches. Satisfied at her work, she stood up and climbed back onto the bed."Fuck me now, Philip," she demanded.Sarah knelt on the bed and cocked her ass up in the air, her head buried in the pillows. Not. Try some cutthroat till I get back."Walt and Lilly just nodded, but Peggy seemed a little angry.I headed out and down the hall. I'd been expecting this all day.Colonel DeBerg was waiting outside his office. He waved me in and pulled the door shut, staying outside."Good afternoon Mr. Blacktower." Mr. Jones said from behind the colonel's desk. He'd just finished setting up a small portable computer next to a thin stack of forms."Afternoon, Mr. Jones." Please sit down and get comfortable. This. Which translated to, I ain't telling you shit, pal."So what's the story then? You flew me halfway around the planet for my own cultural enrichment? There has to be more to it than that. At the very least, I deserve an explanation."He didn't answer right away; he was clearly trying to unnerve me. I didn't bite. He inhaled another drag from his cigarette, blowing it straight up in the air this time, before the corners of his mouth finally curled up into a treacherous simper."As I just told you,".