She saw or heard that I had slowed and she stopped to let me walk to her. She took my hand and said, “We can walk back together.”“That will be g...eat.” We walked, holding hands. “I like doing things with you.” I grinned trying out my leer again. “We could shower together?”“Not yet.”She gave my arm a light hug. I realized that she didn’t say, “no.” My heart had a good feeling in it. I gave her hand a light squeeze as we walked. We entered our complex and I dropped her off at hers and went on to. He reported the colonel had agreed with that, assessment and told him he could be numbered among those who fell into that category.John then told me he had gone as far as telling the colonel that in the light of his investigations he felt the colonel had been a fool and thrown away the chance to make a life with a wonderful young woman. When I asked how the colonel took that statement John said that as the years had passed he had come to the same conclusion himself. I found that interesting and. .. "I blushed, although why an adult male would blush in this situation is beyond me."...why haven't you asked me for a date?" she asked, her eyes piercing mine.Maybe it was because I'd held my feelings in so long, sharing only a little with Ralph and Cheryl. Maybe it was Debbie. I felt she honestly wanted to know about me. Maybe it was me, feeling differently about her than any woman I'd met. Whatever it was, I told her. I told her about me. About Sharon. About everything.She listened. Robert’s eyes gleamed with lustful power, and I swallowed the word that had been lying on my tongue. The pain faded quickly, but the feeling of being filled so incredibly tight remained. I moaned. No, I growled. I wanted him all the way, wanted that feeling to fill all of my pussy - all of me! It was that same intensity I’d encountered when I had jumped from a small cliff into the sea for the first time; trepidation; elation; every fiber in my body vibrating with life. “Fuck me!” I urged him.