"With Bill's background as a fighter pilot, you know he'll excel in the scout and interceptor training. He'll be so far ahead of them that the women w...on't have a decent chance of keeping up with him."Jeff was quiet for a moment before commenting, "And if he doesn't? What about his ego? Fighter pilots tend to have one about a yard wide. It might not fare well if his women ace the course and he doesn't."Wainwright stared at him. "Do you think that's a possibility?" He has two sharp ladies.. I know that you could go to college anywhere you want, but living apart from Mom these last six months, well, I miss her lots. And she misses us." You know, darling, that there's nothing that ties you here now; me neither, especially since Aunt Helene met Ryan and she's talking seriously about moving in with him. I told her to go for it; she shouldn't be concerned about me or where I'll live when she sells her house. Would you like to go to Atlanta and finish high school there?" Oh, darling!. . What am I thinking? What has Adrian got to do with this?I tapped my forehead. No. It must be something else, like a misunderstanding. Surely that's it. My feet took me to the door with the small sign above it, saying 'Training Room'. Before I knew it I was rapping my knuckles on it.In moments it flew open and Chantelle stood there frowning and catching her breath. I gulped looking her up and down. She was dressed in black leather almost from top to toe. A silky red corset split her in two,. She slid one of her hands between her legs and rubbed her pussy, before announcing that her pussy needed some cock as well. Edward was only too happy to oblige, as he pushed himself off the table and got onto his knees behind her. He knew how to tease as well, as her rubbed his cock on her arse, down between her cheeks and across her pussy. It was waiting to be entered and was already dripping wet. He placed his hands on her waist, before thrusting into her. She let out a short moan, as the.