”“Thank you, sir.”Alex closed the file and looked up at his assistant. “When can it be completed by?”“We have confirmation of her location... on Saturday night. I have a team standing by and waiting. We are just awaiting your okay.”Again, Alex was fansicanted by Miles work ethic. “See that it is done,” he told him, handing back the file folder. Miles took it with a nod of his head, and exited Alex’s study. —————Saturday night could not have come any faster. Between group assignments, homework and. This girl could suck a bowling ball through a garden hose. And good looking? God only knows what a fox like her is doing giving out blow jobs in a massage parlor. I can only afford to see her three times a week, but from now on she is the only one I am going to see."For the next two weeks the girl, Mitzi, was the only thing he could talk about. He finally convinced one of the other guys to go with him and see just how special this Mitzi was. Then I had to listen to Dale and Jim talk about her.. ‘He must be a psycho-killer,’ Rose joked. ‘Rose, why don’t you like him?’ Chelsea asked. ‘I worry about you Chelsea,’ Rose admitted. ‘I think he is different Rose, I really do,’ Chelsea hoped. ‘Let’s go to bed,’ Rose suggested. The last thing Rose expected happened. Chelsea came up and kissed her deeply. ‘You’ve always been there for me Rose. Thank you,’ she purred down to her friend. ‘Oh, he’s got you all riled up?’ Rose responded. ‘No, you being worried about me remind me how much you mean to. ” Rachael said proudly, crushing me into the door of the RV, her huge breasts warmed my c cups; lips together, her fat tongue filled my mouth, licking the back of my teeth; she tasted like beer. She felt so good.“Oh FUCK.” Tim said, helping me with the key.Somehow all six legs made it up the two steps of the mini Winnebago and collapsed on the pullout couch like a pile of middle-age luggage. I landed on the bottom with Rachael’s hands holding onto my ass, gripping my jeans, her mouth on my neck.