Guys who’d give their life for you have more respect for you than to hit on your woman,’ he said, at least liking to think that but knowing better... All of his friends were horny dogs. Glad to be alive when they returned home and not knowing if they’d survive their next mission, once they were drunk, whether they were wives, girlfriends, mothers, daughters, and/or sisters, all women were fair game and most women gave them what they wanted. ‘These are my best buddies from combat and there are. Kerrie was a year younger than me, but she looked older and she had the best pair of tits I think I have ever seen, to this day.So, tart that I was , and am, I invited him back to my tent. We crept in , as much as you can creep in. Kerrie was asleep but soon woke"Where have you been?" she asked"ShhHHhh" I hissed "Steve and I have been to the pub" "Oh!" she said "Is he staying in here?" "Well..." chuckled Steve "For a little while, anyway. Come here"The last bit was to meI found myself wrapped. .. strong! A catcher. Looks like he could block the plate, all right! I got to watch him, today, all through the game. We hadn't met, so he couldn't have picked me out of the crowd, even if he'd tried. But I knew he was going to be my date, and that he was the catcher.So I watched him, the whole game. He was very self-assured, out there. Kind of ran the game, when his team was on the field. He seemed almost like a coach, talking to the pitchers, calming them down when they got wild and walked. This wasn't entirely Jim's doing, actually. Wendy did some surfing on the Internet, and found some firming exercises that she insisted that I perform during our sessions. I built up the muscles and could now see that our efforts were starting to pay off. They probably weren't ready for the centerfold of Playboy, but they were no longer the embarrassment that they used to be just a few months ago.My nipples were now erect, happy for the attention that I was giving them this morning. I bent my.