”A nervous laugh came from Lisa. She was disappointed. She had been so sure that he would expose his cock to her.“Chicken, she said. “Squawk ......squawk ... chicken.”“You first, Mom,” he said.“Me first, what?”“You show me something first,” Mike replied. “You wanna see my cock, you gotta show something to me.”“Mmmm, like what?”“Anything you wanna show.” Lisa was trembling with expectant desire.She moved her eyes over his ass, seeing how tight those twin cheeks looked inside his pants. She could. It took almost forty minutes to get to the club in Santa Rosa. The tail end of the rush hour traffic from the south was just beginning to peter out. I pulled into the parking lot and moved around to open her door and help her out.“The band starts at eight, so we’ve got at least an hour to enjoy our meal before that,” I explained as we entered the club.It was dark, as I expected, but enough light so that we could see where we were going. Each table had a small lamp as well. The hostess seated us. Monmouth again. This time I was an instructor. I rapidly found out that I wasn't particularly welcome anywhere off base when I was in uniform. While there was nothing overt at the time I could tell that people were uncomfortable around me. It wasn't quite as bad in civilian clothes but, even then, the haircut, the military stance, and the difference in attitude caused many people to avoid me and others like me.I stayed in NJ for about a year, then was transferred to Ft. Hood, TX. Ft. Hood was. ” They leave the restaurant and go next door to the motel. They rent a room for two nights. She makes a comment and he blushes. He opens the door to the room and lets her in. He then enters and shuts the door. She has already turned on a lamp. He turns around and looks at her. He suddenly has no idea what to do. “Well, here we are …” he says.Chapter ThreeShe places her arms around his neck and kisses his lips. He puts his arms around her waist and returns the kiss, pressing his lips against.