; it'd be my pleasure. I'm just waiting for my..."Just then my cell phone went off, and I excused myself. "Jack, here."Hi, Honey."You have to WHAT? Da...n!"No, I just wish you'd tell that crappy boss of yours to give you more help," I said with a chuckle."So, what about dinner? How long will it take to get the ... Three hours max? That's not too bad. Tell your slave-driving boss I'll kick his ass next time I see him"You do? Ok. I don't know how long the kitchen at Rocco's stays open, but we'll. So I did. "Your mother told me that I was one of the few military people outside of your family to be what you thought all military people should be. I was glad to hear her say that. I was also sad. The military could not have lasted this long with the respect it has without there being a lot more good than evil to it. I'm here because I think you know as well as I do that you are judging based on the experiences of a few and the bad press of others. You must know that the bad things get the. " He shook his head, causing the black tresses to cascade, bent forward a little and jiggled as he apparently tucked himself away. Peter was almost positive those amazing tits actually bounced."Yeah," Peter agreed, making himself face forward again, "been strange for me, too." Bad strange or just strange?"Peter giggled a little. "Just strange, really. Maybe even a little good strange."The guy had stepped back a little, was digging through his purse, but his eyes were interested and focused on. I felt the cool air from the conditioner blowing across my exposed crotch, and now in such a position, surely he must respond with some action of his own, as I watched him through my thick eyelashes, partially closed but sufficient to see his every action.He had now turned to face me adjusting his position in his seat so he could observe me face on, with his inner leg turned under him, but his squeezing of his penis and balls through his pants, meant that I was continuing to control events, and.