” As she said this she turned towards me and showed me that her hand was pressed between her legs rubbing at her pussy under a loose skirt. Seeing t...is immediately made my cock begin to wake up and take notice again and though my face was red as a beetroot I began to slowly carry on with my furtive wanking on my now rapidly swelling tool. The difference was that I now turned slightly towards the woman so that she alone could see the small movements beneath my jeans. I could also see her hand. I was truly enjoying my time with her. There was just something about her that I wanted to know better, and not just sexually. She smart, witty, can have sharp tongue, and not afraid to let loose with a few four letter words, so my type of girl.After eating, she said, would you like to go for a walk? I said sure, you lead. We went walking around her neighborhood. She was giving me the low down on some of the neighbors around her. Some of them seemed quite whacked in my estimation. We came up to. In the evening, we wake up and thought to get some booze again as it was about to start raining again. I quickly went to the wine shop and got the required quantity.I went home and she had changed her clothes to the new bra and panty with a covering robe. We quickly made the arrangements and the dare and truth started. We spoke about our initial impressions of each other. First, she asked me about my feelings towards her when I saw her for the first time and I replied that I looked at her and. I know, though, that we all got pie-eyed that night and I vaguely remember going back to the base in a cab with three or four of my buddies.I awoke the next morning, a Saturday with a relatively clear head. I never suffered from hangovers. I don't know why but I didn't question it, just accepted it and was grateful for it. I was, of course still dressed! I got off my bunk and wandered down the hall to the latrine with the idea of attending to the morning necessaries and washing the smeared.