The disco was full of squaddies (soldiers) who were based at Hollywood barracks nearby. All young strong, fit guys whose only goal was to get to screw...some willing girl. It was not long before one guy was dancing with her followed by many more of his matesShe looked at me as if to say was that enough.But I shook my head to say no. I blew her a kiss. She knew what I was after.She went back to the dance. Soon a slow dance began.I thought she might leave the dance floor, but one big solider held. "And these two need your signature."She stood beside me whilst I skipped briefly over the two letters and allowed my nostrils to savor her perfume. "Chanel no. 5 I believe?" Yes sir and they're pink." Pink?" Pink sir, my panties." Ah, I see, but they were blue last night were they not?" If you mean the ones you took off with your teeth, yes sir, they were blue." You really are a most remarkable woman Patricia." Thank you sir, if you recall, that was what you said last night." Did I?" You did. No story telling any longer. Just intent, intense, earnest fucking. Dad was driving deep into me and I was very, very close myself. I squirmed on him and rubbed my clit briefly as one of his hands to a breast and twisted a nipple. I felt him tense and push up into me. His hips lifting off the seat, lifting me with him in his urgency. As I felt the first spurt of his semen into me, his daughter, I came, too. My orgasm crashing over me. I leaned forward, my hands on his knees. My mouth open and. " I know. Things will get worse before they get better." Thanks, Babe. I'm going to go to my room, and pack for Orlando. Can you call Beth, have her book a flight, and send flowers to April?" I will. Don't forget to call me if you need anything." Thanks, Shawna"When I was almost finished packing, Shawna said, "Since your flight leaves in two hours, I'll drive you to the airport."Shawna asked me about the race how I had done, and how Chuck had done. After I told her, she asked, "Is it alright if.