Mama needs mine to get to work. That’s for awhile, anyway. She is eventually going to find her own living quarters.”“I’m sorry she feels that ...ay.”“It isn’t you, it is Danica and me. She feels that we have to live on our own at some point. She won’t be far away, though. I may feel the same way eventually. Mama has made most of the decisions all my life. She might even find someone to be happy with. She deserves someone.”“I’ll agree that. Now getting back to buying a vehicle.”Danica interrupted. Smiling slightly to himself, he could still see Bernie breaking the surface of the water from a dive in the beautiful clear Red Sea. Her hair shined every colour of the Egyptian sunset as it fell seductively down her wet neck.Her amazing blue soul searching eyes appeared even bigger through her mask as she smiled and moved seductively through the still glass like water for a kiss. Everyday her body would become more and more toned from diving, and bronzed, as it soaked up the sun like a baby. A woman was free to force herself on any man she wishes. Was it the work of aliens? A rapidly propagating virus perhaps? When did the undeniable, overwhelming compulsion for women to drain men of semen start and why? That knowledge has been long since been lost, but what is known is that women are constantly on the prowl for unsuspecting boys that cum quietly.The protagonist of our story is Tom Smith. His name can be customized in the side-bar. What is his background? What is his life like? We. The second thing that hit you was the tropical heat and humidity. It was akin to walking into a brick wall; it was so thick you wondered if you could move through it.I was headed into town with my buddy, Jack Macarthy (name changed to protect the guilty, etc). He worked in another division, but we were both Petty Officer 2nd Class (E-5's) in our mid 20's. Most of the guys on ship were much younger than we were. Another buddy of ours that usually was with us was stuck on duty that day, so it was.