We talked to each other and other people from our team, and watched the game. Finally the game was over. Gween and I usually are first to leave since ...re husbands talk to the team and we don't like to wait. As we walked out we ran into Dave (the man with Gween earlier). "Hi Gween, hi Donna, how are you." "Good we both said and keep on walking. I turned around to see Dave looking up and down the backside of Gween. We said our good-byes and walked to our cars.Our next game was about an hour away. He pushed me against the wall and his lips locked with mine. Tasting him, covered my body in goose bumps and I loved the feel of his trimmed beard against my skin. I let my hands wander under his clothes, feeling his warm skin. His fingers were already on the catch of my skirt. He unfastened it and it dropped to the ground leaving me standing there in my thong and stockings. He traced the top of my stockings and then with one quick motion whipped the t-shirt off me. I was standing there in. Without wasting any more thought on the subject he tossed his back pack on his bed before going to the closet to rummage through some clothes. He knew he wanted to get out and do something, if anything, but he didn’t know what he wanted to do. Every skin and fiber of his being screamed at him to get out of the house and he was so flustered he didn’t even care what he wore. He wanted out so bad he grabbed some random pair of pants and shirt. He was out of his old clothes and in his new ones. For a few months, life was good. Then, reality hit. I was constantly being deployed. I received two paychecks per month. One check was on the first and the other on the fifteenth. Every paycheck I received, I kept ONLY $100 dollars for myself and sent every other single penny home to my wife so that she could pay bills, buy groceries, etc. She constantly nagged me for more money but I didn't even have enough to live on, barely living from check to check. That means, I was living on only $200.