Kisses were being given to me as I lay among the Fab Five and Lisa in the big bed. The soft, beautiful Judy, who had become a more Rubenesque beauty f...om her pregnancy, was now impaled on me. She was smiling at me as she slowly moved up and down, enjoying each time she bottomed out on me. It felt as if I made a generous deposit in her. She passionately kissed me and hugged me to her. She laid her head on my shoulder and went to sleep on me while still impaled.Morning was fun as the five were. Max’s eyes traveled up to his hair again and his brow knitted slightly together. ‘Get a hair cut, hippie,’ he said quietly to himself. He laughed a little bit and pulled the door open, walking again out into the empty barracks, his thick combat boots echoing solidly in the virtually empty room. The hanger lay directly across the barracks, separated only by a steel door set into the concrete wall. It wasn’t more than 50 feet, but it seemed to take 5 minutes to cross. Max’s hand hit the handle. "Jude" she whisperedBefore she could say anything else I kissed her on the lips. She looked into my eyes asking why, "I've been wanting to do that for years..." I whispered into her neck."We shouldn't.." I know... I know you don't feel the same but I just had to kiss you." I whispered."I never said I didn't want to Jude.." I looked at her shocked, and she pulled me on top of her."Jude, I've wanted you for the longest time, I think about you every night.. I wasn't sleep when you came in, I just. In our car Mom and Ashley went off about the mouth."They never can get the mouths right," Ashley intoned "They botched the job worse than great-aunt Clara's. And hers looked like a piece of rotten fruit."I was momentarily appalled, but they were just speaking the truth. I had a more important truth, so I joined in, "But wait! Did you check out the hands? Whose hands were they? Like they had a terrible accident and had to send off to Madame Toussaude's for replacements.And they were out of stock.