" You keep saying that but I'm not leaving, you know." I know, hic. You always were twice as stubborn." As who?" Mike smiled, she did remember him, a...right."As God! I guess! Hic! Just...!" She took a deep breath with a hiccup inthe middle. "Mike, I'm naked in here, I can't come out until you leave!"Mike nodded. "I'll go downstairs and get you some sugar and a paper bag."Sugar and a paper bag, she wondered? "Stay down there. Hic. In the kitchen."You couldn't see the stairs or balcony. The vast spaces must have been jarring to him. He didn't see any combat, but he lived under constant threat of attack for three years. There was no way to call home, and letters came infrequently.Then the war ended and he came back to the little house in South Philadelphia.The Navy years were the most vivid ones of his life. When I was a kid in the 1950s I used to love visiting my grandparents' house because George would keep everyone laughing with his impressions of Navy life. He was a gifted. “Yeah Karen, it is all because of you and for you as well”, I quickly said as she glided and skated her hand up and down my pussy probe. After a while, she requested me to remove my hand and enjoy the expertise of her hands alone. This was so erotic that I bit my lips to avoid cumming right then and there. “I am not an expert of giving hand job only”, she reconfirmed. She dabbed some more of the lubing gel on my big shaft, continuing to stroke with the pace already reached with the hands of us. .." Jane's body paused, amazed at the feminine lilt to his voice, "but I'm definitely not this good. I'm afraid this is no trick. I doubt Houdini could have created a trick this convincing." He lifted the breasts he now had on his chest higher to emphasize his point. "My girlfriend isn't going to like this." "It looks like I'll be the one who has to deal with your girlfriend." She smirked. "You will have to face MY girlfriend." the former Jane told the person inside her body. "You mean your.