Why wouldn’t he be? It was just sex. Fucking, pure and simple. Except she’d felt attached to him. Permanent. Sex was a powerful thing. Last night...she’d been almost powerless. It was amazing and perfect, so good it was bad. She’d have to learn that she couldn’t relinquish control to anyone. Fucking had to be under her control. Or else she’d end up like this. She rolled out of bed. Tugging on a T-shirt that fell to the top of her thighs, she made her way through the bedroom to lock the front. I drank heavily. I indulged in the pleasures of the flesh. There were many willing women near the base, especially for an officer. Inside of a year, I failed to pass my physical. I did not see the interior of a cockpit during the remainder of my term and was passed over for promotion to Major, the kiss of death to any Air Force career ambitions I might have had, so I accepted separation from active duty when the base closed.I met Bea at an AA meeting. I was too ashamed to attend one of the. As we danced together, I swayed my hips, winding and rotating my body softly into his crotch, feeling him grow ever harder, pulling me into him and grinding harder against my ass."I'm Sanjay," he said, his breath tickling my ear.Cassie winked at me and smiled with acknowledgment. Her silent approval encouraging me to continue flirting. His hands slid all over my body, running his fingers over my hips and ass, making me feel super hot.I needed a break, quickly tip-toeing across the room to the. He thought it very likely that she was indeed cursing his very name.The National Watcher article and photographs had come out four days after Rachel had left. Rachel's only comment to the reporter who'd done the story was "Jake and I are no longer seeing each other and that's all I have to say". Since then various other entertainment tabloids, magazines, and television shows had tried to interview her — no doubt hoping for a lurid story about how she was regularly beaten and raped — but her.