Cocheta grabbed her chin and turned her head to face him. He admired the wide terrified eyes that he forced to meet his gaze. He thrilled in the tears... flowing down her cheeks. She was pretty in a post-hippy way that Cocheta found amusing and attractive.Cocheta had laughed at the Hippy movement over the last fifteen years. The intellectualism of the Beatnik movement in the fifties had succumbed to pressure of Hippy's and the anti-war movement in the sixties. Their worship of the lowest common. He slowly pulled my pants off me so we were both naked. I want to suck that cock, I thought, and moved my head down to his crotch. He smiled when he realized what I wanted. “You wanna suck my cock baby?” I nodded eagerly and took his hard member into my hands. “It’s all yours,” I slowly licked up and down his shaft, sucking his balls. I heard his soft moans and my saliva dribbled down his dick. I swirled my tongue around the head, taking a bit of it into my mouth. I felt his hands on the back. "Meredith, Randi, Zoe, Jen, Mel, Susan and Emmy were all at the game that evening. They were surprised to see Fred Hartman trot out to second base to start the game. They figured this close to the start of the real games that the starters would play."What the hell?" Emmy wondered. She had glanced to center field to see who was playing her uncle's position. When she saw DeLeon, she turned to see who was in left field. She blinked when she recognized the guy out there."What?" Jen asked."He's in. Plus a new two-person Ranger station. The Animal Conservation Guild at Cairo has been asking the military for months if we had any volunteers to join a Ranger cadet applying for full certification. What do you think of the idea?" Not what I was expecting sir, that's for sure. But I don't want to reject the idea outright. Let me think for a moment." Eliana paused and considered what the assignment would mean, six months of isolation in an arctic wilderness area. The assignment would not be.