. Yes, in the bedroom. One person, I was sure of it. Unmoving. My body alert, I walked into the room and turned on the light.There was a woman sleepin... in my bed. No, not sleeping, awake but under the covers. As I turned on the lights, she slipped out of the bed and laid herself prostrate on the floor before me.It was Dodi, one of the women who had served us a few hours ago in the dining hall. I had startled her then by asking her for her name and a few other questions about the area. And now. You could have phoned.”“I thought about that, but I was confused. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t want to wake Marsha if she was sleeping, but that’s stupid because if you were there she probably wasn’t asleep...” He sighed. “I was going around in circles.” He looked at her face, the excitement had gone. “I wish I’d come with you. Are husbands allowed?”Candy came over to the bed and sat next to him. “I’ll have to take hormones,” she said. “Hormones that will make my tits grow, and then. I walked her to the door and gave her a peck on the cheek goodnight.This set the tone of our dating. I knew what I was going to be doing on Wednesday and Sunday nights from then on. We talked on the phone every day at least once.I had been overly optimistic about my trip to the VA hospital. The appointment was only to do the paperwork. I would not see a doctor for another month.On the second Saturday we were dating I had her follow me to my folks' house. Dad knew we were coming and had the. She was tentative, as if a snake might jump out of that cave. That wasn’t doing much so she tried pushing her finger inside. No luck.She looked back at Jay. He made a “V” pattern with his fingers under his mouth and stuck his tongue out through it. Leslie hesitated again, but then sighed and brought her face down to Anne’s nether regions.The smell of Anne’s pussy was faint but recognizable ... similar to her own juices, but different as well. She supposed all women smelled like each other, and.