I’m doing pretty good and expect to get back with my unit in couple of months.”“Do you mind if I ask what’s wrong?”“Nah. It’s nothing mu...h. I caught a little flak when I was in Iraq. Just a few pieces in my thigh. There’s not supposed to be any permanent damage. But it did get me home for a few months. So that’s good.”“I’m so sorry to hear you got hurt. How long have you been back?“I’ve been back for two months. All of it in physical therapy. Boy, those therapists can be real sadists. They push. ‘It’s too late now. We’d best go inside and wait it out,’ she said as she took my hand. She opened the door of the bar and I followed her inside. ***** I was sitting on a stool around the far end of the bar with a beer in front of me when the roar of scooters filled the parking lot. There was a lot of motor revving and loud shouts back and forth and then the noise slowly died as each bike was shut off. Finally, there was silence. Tessa and her daughter were standing at the far end of the bar.. "My hand just found my pussy and I'm tracing the outline of my wet, swollen lips. My clit is burning and I know that if I touch it I won't be able to hold back any longer. I can feel my juices starting to escape from my slit, sliding down to my ass. Oh GOD, it feels so good."I'm rubbing the slippery liquid all over the area between my pussy and ass. I'm tasting it now, licking my fingers, imagining that I am tasting it from your tongue."Oh, YES! I can't stand it any longer. I have to cum!!! My. ’ ‘You got your step! Congratulations, Lieutenant-Commander Arkroyd!’ Margarethe saluted crisply. She was good at that. ‘You’ve got a very trim ship, Commander von Schuldig.’ ‘Come on board and have a drink, if you can.’ ‘So you can take advantage of me?’ Her taut, serious face showed the merest hint of a smile. ‘Please don’t. You’ll make me cry if you smile.’ Jenny felt her heart break, the pain in her chest welling up through her throat to her eyes, driving out the tears in a silent stream..