When I approached the shed, I looked over and saw the bedroom light on again in Brenda’s house. As I locked the shed and started toward the house, I...looked up there and she was standing there again, naked and facing the window. I stopped in my tracks, puzzled at what to do. I knew that conversations with her in the future would be awkward. I had considered that, after a respectable period of time, I might ask her out. But given the fact that we had watched each other masturbate, I couldn’t. Actually, brain-washing from the Korean War is the closest approximation of the technique.”“Really?”Joseph continued, “During the war, a number of American soldiers were captured, often at the same age as the women I procure. They were sent to prison camps, where they were then tortured and forced to admit their guilt as war criminals and such. What is not widely known is the rate of success they had. When the truce was signed and prisoners were released, almost a hundred soldiers decided to. And we also had our own open tournament, the San Diego Open. However, I wasn't working today. I woke up with a stiff cock, like always. But now I didn't always have to jack off. I had Cindy to be my sweet lover. And she was very sweet. Long, wavy brown hair, down to her shoulders. She was almost always in a house dress, and I learned early on that she liked to leave off her panties, and her bra. She had a grand body. I thought she was shaped like Marilyn Monroe. I loved Marilyn back then.. Yikes)I shut the equipment down and we walked through the club with her holding my arm. I walked very slowly past the bouncers and bartenders saying goodnight and winking at a few of them. These guys were older than me and had seen me leaving with chicks before but this one was like an academy award for me and I wanted to make sure those fucks all had a good look at her! She never looked at any of them either. I remember that. When we got outside she told me she drove her friends home earlier.