I backed out, pulled forward and waited for his headlights to appear behind my car.I pulled into my garage as he pulled up behind me in the concrete d...riveway. I climbed out of my car in time to see him stepping onto the driveway. He was looking up at my two-story home; I presumed surveying it with his architect's eye. In my opinion, it was a beautiful brick home, with a two car garage. The lot was professionally landscaped and highlighted with landscape lights. The spot lights pooled onto the. ...with the only exception of one small box that was left un-opened in the middle of the floor which looked a bit abnormal since the movers wouldn't leave a box out in the open like this. But of course Gwen's curiosity got the better of her as she would now feel compelled to open said box to see what was inside. Thinking it was just leftover junk from her storage unit she would pick up the box and walk towards the basement, the supposed only part of the house that had to be thoroughly deep. He was jerking on his dick; and he had the most pathetic expression on his face. I slipped out the bedroom door and walked up behind him and grabbed him by the collar."Just what the fuck do you think you are doing here in my yard?" I asked him.His eyes rolled up in his head and he grabbed his chest and started going, "Huhr! Huhr! Huhr!" then he just folded over and looked like he died. I'll say one thing about that preverted little son of a bitch, though, he had a peter on him that would be. Kelly was glad she was wearing her new silver oak leaves. Her rank got them a table by themselves in the corner in spite of the club being very crowded. Theirs was the last vacant table. As they were being seated, three young officers headed over toward them. Kelly thought they looked drunk.One came up and declared, “We trust you candy-assed ladies won’t mind giving us your table. We’re combat troops!”Although Kelly wasn’t wearing her decorations, she was wearing her insignia including the.