..” I think she'll take this the right way. “Like a dirty slut, like our dirty sex. But I liked that, too!”“Oh, there is still a dirty slut in...here!” She laughs, pulling a bra cup away from her breast and the elastic of her panties away from her pubic mound. Then, she covers it all up with a very sensible-looking top and pair of slacks she retrieves from the hangers in the closet. As modest as the outfit is, there's something about the way those pants snugly encase her slight curves that shows. Foster's company got the detail since we were basically unemployed at the time, and we stood four-hour watches, shooing off amorous subalterns and wondering about the prize they sought.The third evening of this duty, I heard a "Hist, soldier," and turned to find a tall, young woman standing in the side doorway, beckoning to me with a crooked finger. "Come here," she hoarsely whispered.I approached and found that the rumors were right, she was indeed a tall, lean beauty. She held a silver coin. Her lips were tightly gripping my dick and her head was bobbing up and down in my lap. I was on fire.Just before I came I looked over and saw that she was stroking her own rigid dick. It was shaved, but it was every bit as big as mine and as I came in her mouth with loud grunts of passion I saw her dick spew hot sticky cum in an arch out onto the dashboard of my car.Needless to say I was in shock. I pulled the car over at an over-look by the ocean. The wind was up and big fat drops of rain beat. You smile as you hit the button on the mouse to open the E-mail. Your mind starts to wonder if he will remember you. He does and you blush with the thought of him thinking of you. He asks how you are and that he wondered what had ever happened to you. Your body comes to life as you start to type your answers to his questions and ask some of your own. After about two hours of being online and getting lost in the memories of him you finally turn out the light and call it a night. The next day.