He was in a job that was neither personally fulfilling norfinancially rewarding. Thirty-eight years of this was enough. More thanenough.Charles had re...ached the decision on this gray, damp morning as he sat ona stone bench near his mother's grave. The headstone had been placed thatweek, and it was exactly as he wished it. He had maxed out his Visa cardto pay for it, but that really didn't matter now.At the moment, he didn't yet know how or when he would carry out thedecision, but he felt in his. He had rented a hotel room and first we sat there and drank a glass of wine and he was very friendly and talkative.Then I sat on the floor in front of him and opened his pants and started blowing his cock.We had agreed on a blowjob and then he could cum in my face and take photos of my face filled with cum.As I sucked him he began talking a little more dirty to me and again the timing was perfect because I was starting to get horny and his words increased it. And while I had his cock in my. ..are you asleep?", she whispered. I sat up and replied that I was awake. "May I come in for a second - want to talk to you," she said. I invited her into the room, and she sat on the edge of my bed. "Look...I've been thinking about what I said to you earlier, and it's been bothering me," she said quietly,"I probably embarrassed you by telling you about what happened so long ago, and wanted you to know I meant no harm by it - at times, I can be too blunt." I told her I didn't mind - although I. "Say Trapper, I didn't sell him any tickets, did you?"Trapper pretended to be indignant. "Who me? Think again Hawkeye, I wouldn't sell him dinner at the mess tent!"Hawkeye looked thoughtful and both of them shouted at once, "Radar!"Radar looked worried as both Captains stared at him in his office. Col. Blake was no help at all; he was in his tent taking his afternoon nap. Radar decided to come clean. After all, they are doctors and gentlemen. They will understand. "Erm... I had to do it, he is.