But I don't know where you're going either. Could this be the story about his river encounter? The one he told me about last week? I don't mind sharin...g it with some drunk friends, as long as I don't have to confess anything tonight!" OK. We continued our wild weekend rides until Lou's wife asked him to stop for their kids' sake. Lou often took long rides alone, especially to small lakes and bucolic pools where he could skinny dip. He often ran into some surprised people who expected to be. "Special Agent Meadows nodded."Mark A. Lewis killed his commanding officer during a mission in a place I can't tell you," he said. "Sgt. Lewis disappeared after the killing and the Army assumed he took up with some of the lowlifes in the region where the assignment took place. Are you aware of facial recognition software?" Marginally," I replied."Well, it is extremely slow and tedious," Meadows continued. "It is also not admissible in court. You say Sgt. Lewis is no longer employed in any. Louise was busy in the kitchen and asked as I scurried through, ‘You be here for dinner?’ I asked her what was on the menu and she said, ‘Fried fish and hush puppies and slaw.’ ‘Absolutely, I’ll be here. Best food in the whole world.’ Louise is a master in the kitchen, and fried fish is her specialty. Not just fried, but deep southern, beer batter fired, makes your mouth water to think about it, fried fish. I got a fist full of the good paper and retreated to my study and cranked up on the. Liz gets up and walks out the door and in a few seconds reappeared with Mark in tow she closes the door and says to Mark drop your shorts I'm going to teach Rachel to suck your cock . Without hesitation he drops his shorts as Liz reaches and gently strokes his cock then licks the head before she takes it deep in her mouth. Liz grabs his ass cheek with her left hand and his balls with her right gently squeezing them as she sucked him firmly and with purpose I stared with utter amazement as her.