He had been posted on to Kuwait two months ago as part of the US forces build up for a possible war with Iraq and she had been left with her two young...kids in Damstein. She really missed him but was determined to make the best of it, looking after the kids and doing her job as a nurse at the base hospital. The week before last it was, one of her friends, also a nurse, had persuaded her to buy a ticket in a charity fund-raiser contest. The first prize was a four-day break in a smart London. “Yeah, what the heck was that about?” I asked. “You just turned everyone on I guess,” John replied. Then Jeanette was done eating and I began to burp her. “You are an absolute natural sweetheart, you are feeding her and burping her without breaking a sweat. So just concentrate on you being happy for Jeanette and your mom and these two people you got in your life,” John said. Then I gave him a kiss, I got up and went to her room to put her down in her crib and we both watched Jeanette fall. M.C. had turned into a hot fucking machine, his face, his eyes, his hair, and under the gruff exterior he presented to make sure that I (his trick for the night) knew that he wasn't gay, was an amazing lover and probably a nice person.Jake blinked his eyes as if thinking and then took a deep breath for courage and said, "I'm not gay, I love pussy, but I like you a lot, this was amazing, and I hope we can do this again, soon!" Me too Jake!"He leaned over and we kissed. Our first real kiss. Soon. My mistress doesn't reward failure, but in succeeding the rewards are amazing. She took me into the play room and laid me out in the bed with my ankles secured to the bedposts. My wrists were tied with scarves above my head and I couldn't move anything but my head. "Today we are going to play a game I call 5. I am sure you will love it as much as I my little slave. I am going to put my fist into your ass but you only have three chances to get it in. I will start with one finger and work my way.