Her smile said it all, she was ready and willing to find out if I was up to her challenge of finding out how long I could fuck. My jaw must have hi... the floor because she started to laugh aloud; thankfully the walls are pretty soundproof in the cooler. I told her “there’s no way I’m going to fuck you here, you’re out of your mind. Firstly there isn’t enough time, and more importantly, it is fucking cold in here!” She nodded and said “well, you can’t just tease me and. The dress wasso transparent that Debbie could plainly see the lace of the slipcovering her bra. She stepped back from the mirror a little. Then itstruck her. The dress made her look huge. It made her look fat. REALLYFAT! She was fat! A fat woman A three hundred pound woman. Dave hadalways looked at 300 lbs. as that magic number where a woman goes frombeing just plump to being fat. And here she was at three hundred pounds.The dress was beautiful. It made a tent about four feet across aroundher. " You calling me indecent Dion?" I'm just saying that it ain't right. The boys are at an age when things can get misunderstood." The boys can misunderstand what?" You know Vonnie, things." Things Dion?" Well yeah Vonnie, things."Suddenly I knew what Dion was getting at and almost as suddenly I realized that he had a valid concern.I am a forty-five year old woman with two grown and married daughters. My mother, my daughters, even my grandmother and aunts, along with myself, have never been. My nickname had been Wolf; his Eagle. We had been lean mean fighting machines and had the battle scars and wounds to prove it. George had stepped on a mine in the first Iraqi war, lost a foot, and left the service on a permanent disability. Less flamboyantly, I'd blown my knee out in a basketball game on base, and mustered out of the military just before I was due to start a third enlistment. George now ran a NAPA auto parts store. I learned that Summer worked part time at the public library.