Out of nowhere he says, men are better anyway and gave a really quick squeeze on my package. It was lighting fast and he just kinda laughed and took a...other toke. I wasn't sure what to think but the first thing that came to mind was to just be cool, maybe it was like a pat on the ass type thing. He dressed kinda goth and I figured maybe that had something to do with it. I stayed a little longer before walking home.He called me in the early evening the next day to see if I was down to study and. My war was more recent.”“Maybe you knew each other in Washington. Mr. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in Washington, the only time I was there was to visit my ex-wife, in Seattle. That was a long time ago.”“Not Washington state, Washington DC. Mr. Wilcox worked for the justice department.”“Well, that pretty much chinches it. The closest I’ve been to DC was Fort Bragg. And to tell you the truth, even that was probably too close.”“What did you do after the army?” She. " And ran to my room.Friday night finally came and I think we all knew what was going to happen. I went out for a bit and when I came back she was sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen with Kevin. I put my arms around her and started feeling her tits. She froze but Kevin just grinned and nodded encouragement so she relaxed and let me continue feeling her tits and then I got my hand onto her cunt...it was like a horse eating hay, her lips seemed to suck my fingers inside her and she was soon. What was more, I feared I would some day end up like Scotthad, thinking of myself as Buffy Summers first and Michael Caldwell adistant second at best. I might come to enjoy life as Buffy, but wasbeing happy worth it if the cost was my whole personality?I washed up, changed into fresh pajamas and went to bed soon after11:30. A degree of apprehension lingered in my thoughts: there could beanother wet dream in store for me, and although the shock might bemilder this time around, I was definitely.