"Oh, yeah, one thing Aunt Wendy, if I could talk to you for a minute."Wendy nodded, and, seeing the sudden seriousness in her niece's face, closed the...door behind her. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding her own flimsy robe closed, as it was unbuttoned to her belly after Jeremy's feeding.The brown haired teen walked in front of Wendy, close so that their knees were touching. "Aunt Wendy... just one last one, before I leave? One feeding, could we?"Wendy gulped and looked down, searching for. I wanted--no, I needed it inside of me.With that, I threw myself at Diane. His powerful arms wrapped around meand lifted me into a deep kiss. My full, soft lips tingled as theypressed against stubble for the first time, and our tongues tangledthemselves in a wild dance. Almost effortlessly, Diane adjusted hisgrip, holding me around the waist with one arm while the other reacheddown to support me from the ass. He turned and slammed me into thewall, pressing our bodies together. He broke our. All the Marines but Colonel Deschenes were wearing their Daily uniforms of green kepi, smock, pants and brown boots. The Colonel was wearing his full-dress uniform with Prussian collar and Sam Browne belt. Samantha had considered long and hard before getting dressed, and had chosen for the occasion her team's white with maroon stripes "home" jersey and blue jeans. She hadn't had a chance to get the AI to make any clothing for her, and it was either that, the maroon with white stripes "away". I showed up at the bar about nine p.m., sat down by myself, and ordered a gin and tonic. I was disappointed no men there there of my previous acquaintance, but, shortly, I was invited to join a group of men and women sitting at a table and drinking beer. I didn't know any of them, but they were a congenial crowd, all of them a few years younger than me. I joined them in drinking a couple of beers and then they decided to continue the party in an apartment in which one of the couples lived..