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Becky's Marine part 2

Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Non-Erotic, Reluctance, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

wanna smoke that cigarette You know some cowboys like me go out like that So I need you, Oh, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you" "Oh, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, too" When we finished the song, we got a roaring applause. Hell, some people stood up and yelled. I was floored. The last time I had done karaoke was at the USO in Germany on our way back from Iraq. It was just drunken fun then, now it was something else entirely. Becky stood to walk off stage, but I caught her before she left. I turned her to face me, looked her dead in those bright blue eyes and said. "Don't you dare leave me up here Missy. You got me in this and your gonna be here when it ends." I gave her a wink and offered her a stool. She sat and waited while the DJ hunted for the next song. After a minute he motioned me over. "I can't find it. They must have changed machines and not updated the book. Sorry man." "Do you have a way to hook my phone up to the speakers?" "Sure. Don't need lyrics?" "Not for her." I found the song and had it on standby. He plugged it in and I walked up on stage again. I gave him a nod and he hit play. While the beat was playing, I pointed to Becky and mouthed "for you." I began to sing, again. "That water tower’s got the sun going down behind it If there’s a good time in this town girl we’re gonna find it You looked so damn good climbing up in my Chevy Tried to play it cool but I knew already By the ... way you looked in the dashboard lights It was gonna be one of those nights" "Got the Kenwoods banging that rock n’ roll Whisper to me baby where you wanna go I can ride you ‘round town or drive you down some ol’ back road I love the way you lean that seat back, steal my ball cap Pull it down over your blue eyes Watchin’ your hair fly out the window Just lettin’ the night roll And I can’t wait to see where it goes" I was lost in the music. She had me under her spell and she knew it. I finished the song and got quite the applause for what I figured had to be me trying way too hard. She smiled and grabbed my hand, joining me in taking a bow. We walked off stage and back to the bar where the bartender was pouring our beers. I sat there for a few minutes drinking and chatting with Becky and several other patrons who came to congratulate us on a wonderful performance. I looked at the clock behind the bar, 1:30 AM. Last call would be soon but Becky looked exhausted. "You wanna go? You seen pretty tired." I asked over the music. "We can go but I'm far from tired." She gave me a wink. Between the buzz I had going and the late hour it could have meant anything so I pushed the thought from my mind. We stood and I paid the tab, which by that point was close to $100. It was worth it. We went out to my truck and climbed in. We were in a parking spot facing the road so I threw it in drive and drove straight off the curb. It was more for the convenience of not having to back this rather long ...