“You really miss him, don’t you?”“Yeah,” Colton replied, trying to hold back his tears.“I’m here for you, buddy.”They sat in silence f...or a long time before Colton finally spoke.“I tried to kill him, but I couldn’t.” Colton was beginning to get angry again. “I had a perfect chance, and I let him go.”“Don’t blame yourself. I wouldn’t have been able to do it either.”“Well I should have done something. I should do something.” Colton suddenly had an idea. “I need to poison him.”Brandon was shocked. I don’t see how this can go badly for us.”“Fish in a barrel,” Hoff chuckled.“I’ve got Song on the crawler’s guns, they’re all slaved to one targeting system. We have two Cupcakes and three guns on this side, the cats won’t know what hit them. I want everyone else up on the deck, we need to wipe the enemy out before they get to cover beneath the crawler. I don’t want to have to go down and get them.”“I’ll see that it’s done,” Hoff replied. “Can’t we use that launcher?” he asked, gesturing to the. Not hearing her come back in, he was startled when she laid a warm washcloth across his eyes, It felt so relaxing he just laid there waiting for her to use another one to wash his cock. He knew it was sticky from the magnificent ride she gave him. He came hard and he had felt their combined juices run down his cock as she stood up. She offered to clean him and he felt confident he could, his emotions under control. He was exhausted and totally drained. She moved his legs apart and let his feet. Jenny got five or six hits, and was still running on high after the game, when one of the ladies suggested we hit a bar to celebrate. Most of the wives had kids at home, but six of them thought a bar sounded fine. We all piled into Jenny's van and headed into town.The Bon Villa was not on the Navy base, but it was a Navy bar. Double-wooden doors carved with images of the sailing days of Dana and Melville opening into darkness of a true dive. Two pool tables sat by the doors; a live band and.