That was the reason why Aunt Charlotte decided to join the Women's Army Corps and become an honest to God "WAC". It was sort of strange that the only ...ne in our house to wear a uniform in and out the front door every day was a female but most of the men were a long way away except for those lucky enough to classify as "4F" on the induction examination. I think the worse insult at that time was to be called 4F. In all honesty, it was even worse than being called a "Faggot". I wasn't quite sure. I was so lucky to win it and had one of the best kises i ever had i still feel the taste of her lips on mine.that continued for around 10 months since January with only kisses and some flirt sometimes but nothing more but i got exited to taste more then her lips.In october we had a scout camp together and i was so exited to be with her since the first moment but it was hard since we have to respect the rules and dont let anyone knows about what we are doing. at night we have gone to sleep it. Kneading. Slippery with raw egg. “Don’t put words in my mouth,” she said, leaning forward to rub her yolk wet mounds against his body. “Even if they’re true?” He pulled his hands away to feel the full press of her breasts against his body. She was there. Right there. Where he never imagined her being again. He wanted to throw his arms around her and weep into her hair, but her hands were fumbling at the top of pants. The breath in her throat tasted like the minutes before it rains. He. The plane had two seats along each side, plus a section of four seats in the middle. Against her wishes, the handsome stranger with the messy brown hair and piercing blue eyes sat down next to her. ‘These seats are kind of small, huh?’ he said to her, his Russian accent apparent. ‘Mm,’ she replied with a nod, avoiding looking at him. She couldn’t believe her luck – whether good or bad, she couldn’t figure out – that he was sitting down beside her, absolutely dominating the tiny space. ‘Good.