She was my girlfriend in those first few years of school. She lived next door to me and we walked to school together till her family moved away. I mis...ed her but again I was only nine years old when she left.Throughout the next ten years I saw her from time to time. I always got a little queasiness in my stomach when I saw her. I guess it was because she was the first girl I had ever kissed.Life went on and I joined the Marines. I spent three years fighting in the Korean conflict in the early. An entertainer’s voice announced the next show: now we would meet “Annie, the killer legs’ blondie”. Paula giggled as we heard the introduction.My jaws then dropped, as I saw the “killer legs’ blondie” was my wife.Ana was there on stage, wearing now a short tartan skirt, a white blouse and white stockings, standing on sexy high heels. She looked like a perfect naughty college girl. I could not believe my eyes…Anita looked in my direction and blew me a kiss through the air.Charles whispered in. Evidently Miller had taken advantage of the ship's semi-deserted state to break into the weapons locker where he'd picked up the laser he'd been wielding. He'd been walking uncertainly toward the lander bay when he'd encountered the trooper, hurrying to board the final shuttle to the planet."'We'll go down together, Corda, ' he told me. You know, I hadn't realized until then how much I hated him calling me that. Anyhow, his eyes were real crazy looking, and he kept muttering a lot of really. Then you smile again and quickly end your conversation. As you hang up, you turn to me and immediately look me up and down, looking pleasantly surprised. I have on my heels and a trench coat, and as your eyes work their way up to my neck, they catch a glimpse of a black lace strap on my shoulder. You smirk and pull me close, knowing exactly what I’m up to. You reach behind me and lock the door.​I feel your big hands running up and down my back, pulling me closer, and grabbing my ass. I start.