You smile at me and take your finger from my mouth and trace it over my open shirt. It is my turn to smile as you lean into me and use your tongue to...trace what your finger just drew on my chest.You continue to kiss and lick my chest as your fingers work to unbutton my shirt and expose my body for you. I run my fingers through your beautiful hair as you kiss and lovingly nibble on my now hard nipple. I hear you giggle as I jump a little from one of your love bits. You lips and you tongue. You just assumed I did. By the way, you again proved I was right and that you were in possession of your senses when you cheated on me. I did what I promised, now leave me alone." I hung up the phone.I guess it was a little victory for me but it didn't feel all that victorious. Those two bastards never got their revenge from me. Too bad neither one of them was married. Maybe I could have made it a little harder on their marriages.My marriage had ended and life wasn't too bad. I enjoyed my work. "Congratulations, I hear you're going to be a daddy."Sure, Major ... rub it in.Private Jones spent the next few years, teaching (advising by example) indigenous volunteers the health benefits of digging holes in dry sand, and learning how to actually operate an Armored USMC CAT D9R. He was a far better rifleman.Finally back in the States, he was stationed at USMC Air, Key West.Lance Corporal Jones' orders were to assist Coast Guard Chief Petty Officer Sanchez. Sanchez was in the Coast Guard NOW. Beneath her clenched hand, Janice could feel the first knuckle of her fingers resting against his scrotum, his warm balls parted to close in on either side of her fingers. She was both delighted and embarrassed by the feeling. Having never touched a man before, she was very aware of the presence of others around her, others that could see her holding a man's 'thing'.Sonia and Rachel stood at Rob's feet, wine glass in hand as they watched him squirm with every snip of the scissors. Cheryl passed.