"Hi Jack," John answered the door. "You're early! Juliet isn't here yet, but you can meet two new girls, I picked them up today at the university. The... don't speak so good English, but want to practice." I entered the room and saw two very young and slightly nervous looking girls sat together on the couch clutching cups of tea. "Are you sure they're over 18?" I asked him quietly, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, sure, I've seen their ID, you can check too if you want. Why, are they too. As tipsy as Cindy had been I figured she probably fell asleep too and with her slumber, my dreams of losing my virginity vanished. With a sigh, I heaved myself from the bed and wandered into the kitchen for some ice cream and something to drink. Several minutes into my feast I was startled to see Cindy pad into the kitchen wearing nothing but Gary's T-shirt which barely covered her pussy. I was leaning against the counter with my legs crossed and just froze in that position--mouth agape, spoon. In front of everyone Beccy said icily, “Laura, how dare you speak like that. Go to my bedroom right now and I'll come up and deal with you.”I looked around and didn’t see a single sympathetic face. Not even the boys but to be fair they were blushing in embarrassment although I didn’t know if they were embarrassed by me or for me. I didn’t have time to ask and turned and left the room, hearing Beccy say, “I am so sorry people. You just enjoy yourselves whilst I deal with Laura, she is so. Pete joined the same outfit just as Gulf 1 started. He was from Pennsylvania and crazy about flying. The three men were inseparable and racked up an enviable list of missions.The three left the Air Force at the same time. Doug had an ‘in’ at one of the airports near where he grew up. The three men got their instructor’s ratings, and then set about making a career in aviation. Ken ended up in Florida, and more recently in the pilot’s seat of one of Atlantic Airline’s 737s. Joan commented that.