I had just got off work at my unit on Camp Lejeune. I was in my truck, still dressed in my cammies, and I was horny as hell. I was idly browsing my ph...ne, seeing if anyone around me felt the same way. On CL personals (RIP) I saw the usual ads for mostly older men offering up their mouths for anyone willing to stop by. I scrolled past. I had nothing against that, in fact my first encounter with another male had been one such ad to meet in his car. But I wanted something else, I just wasn't sure. She didn't exactly force me into position, but before I knew it she had guided me onto my elbows and knees on the couch, my bottom thrust high into the air.Gently but efficiently, she pulled the skirt of my business suit up over my hips, bunching it up around my waist. My white panties were exposed to her view. For some reason, I felt relief that I had worn them, instead of something too sexy. That is, until she expressed her appreciation for the "schoolgirl look". My face burned."When. We are in the process of passing our findings to the countries that will be hardest-hit by these changing weather systems. You see, when the Gulf Stream stops, the next Ice Age begins.’ Many voices spoke at once. Elle let Eamon try to handle the barrage of questions. She had had her say. She felt a set of eyes were on her. She turned and saw that the famous Jake Turner was focused on her, a slight smile on his face. She returned his gaze evenly. Finally Eamon’s grandfather spoke. ‘Wow. It’s. I wish …” She stopped. “It doesn’t matter.” “You sound like a lesbian, mom.” “Only because I am. Closet doors are swinging open tonight, honey.” “No way!” Roxy gasped. “You’ve never suspected?” “No! Why should I? You have two daughters. How could you be a lesbian?” “Lori was two years old when your father and I got divorced,” Janet reminded her. “Why do you think I haven’t found a new husband these past sixteen years?” “I don’t know. I always assumed it was because you were too busy raising us.