I responded, "Captain, now wait a minute".She interrupted me and said, "In my cabin or when we are in private, please call me Rhonda, sir"."Sure, Rhon...a, you need to be careful here. Please don't tell me anything you should not. It would put me in a very bad situation"."I know sir, the Admiral gave me permission to talk to you when he contacted me with new orders. I had asked to be relieved of duty because I was having this personal crisis. I was not sure I could handle the simplest of jobs. I. Hisshirt was a man's, - but salmon pink? Under it I could just make outthe shape of what I'm sure was a woman's camisole top. The shoulderstraps were too narrow for a man's vest and I thought I could detectlace on the front. And he was definitely wearing panties because on oneoccasion when he bent forward the white lacy waist band was visible. Iwondered if he was a transvestite. The thought of him dressing as awoman excited me strangely. If he was not a TV he had a very definitepreference for. “Oh!” She cried out. “Your pussy feels so good.” “It’s all yours…only for you,“ she whispered, looking deep into my eyes. “I love you so much.” “I love you too.” We made love slowly on the bench, my hands roaming beneath her sweatshirt, and she pumped her hips in a slow sensual rhythm, sliding my cock in and out of her and then grinding her pussy against my pelvis, both of us getting lost in the feel of our bodies locked together She kissed me deeply and then said, “Lets switch positions- I. Oh God, oh God. I never thought he'd take it this hard." Flo seemed genuinely concerned. I nearly laughed at that, if I hadn't been so bone tired. Hell, my SOUL was tired of it all. Was this another sick joke of theirs before the end? Were they going to make me think they would let me live, just to execute me for the crime of trusting my wife?I blinked a few times, the tears streaming down my face. The look on Roger's face was one of concern and even a bit of fear, but I could detect something.