. I've been... uh... been with... guys”“You sayin' you gay?”I shook my head. “I just take what I can get.”“Well, Sugah,” she said, takin...g my hand in hers and pulling me along, crossing Broadway and heading toward the U. S. Grant Hotel. “Then you is just about to get yo'self somethin' special.”oOoAnd that's the way it happened, that spring evening back in 1971. There I was, at twenty-three, just one of the many horny young sailors and marines prowling the streets of San Diego in search of. " She kissed me back on my cheek and I left the room to see how my woman is getting along. She was in the bathroom getting ready so I knocked."Can I come in?" Sure." I opened the door to find her brushing out her wet hair.I walk up behind her, wrap my arms around her and plant a kiss on her neck, behind her ear. She shivered at my touch and when I look in the mirror, I see that her nipples have crinkled and are now standing up rather straight. I take a deep sniff of her hair and skin. "You. . your ... point..." Shiplett wheezed."Just sit there, Shiplett. Look at the surf, and wonder why it seems to be translucent for a few minutes until you can talk." Lenore wanted to laugh for the absurdity of what she'd said, but knew that was not what Shiplett needed to hear."Stealth," he wheezed, "Technology. SEALs."I will be... "Shiplett, did you just make a joke?" Don't tell ... anyone, 'kay?"Lenore frowned at him. "Can you run?" On a good day? Barely."Shaking her head, she said, "You're. She then slightly pushed me and I lay on the sofa, after that I saw her unbuttoning her robe and in a few seconds she was leaning over me absolutely nude. Her body was slender and her legs were long and slim. “Do you want to know how wet my pussy is now?”, she repeated her question and was waiting for me to answer. “Yes”, I murmured still not knowing what she was going to do. She moved closer to me and sat on my face!!! That was the first time a woman was sitting on my face, her pussy was on my.