"Kelly. Happy Birthday." "Thank you, Grandpa." Jason squeezed him tightly one more time and thensaid, "Grandpa, this is Julie." Hello Mr. Anderson,... Julie said."Julie. It's a pleasure." Julie, you can call him Ira," Jason's grandmother said."Oh... Of course, thank you Lizzie. Julie, please call me Ira," Grandpasaid.The rest of the morning and afternoon, they spent in various activities. They had an early dinner, followed by the birthday cake, which said HappyBirthday Kelly. After cake,. So Ijumped up from the table and ran out of the cafeteria, heading to mylocker. As I'm running through the hallway, dodging the other kids, Irealized that I was getting a lot of stares and several of the kids werelooking at me and snickering. It wasn't till I'd gotten my books and wasrunning to the classroom when I ran past the office and saw my reflectionin the large glass windows. Oh man, the size of my tits was clearlyevident through the top I had put on that morning, now that by. I just wasn’t ready.” I nodded my head to indicate that I understood. Her dark brown eyes were piercing. Her beautiful long hair was now cropped off shorter and pinned back to meet Army regulations. I caught myself thinking back to our first encounter. She had been a shy girl, but more than willing to accommodate my needs. “What about you?” she asked, “As I recall, I never saw a wedding band on your hand.” “I am a career Army officer,” I responded. “I figured if the Army wanted me to have a. She loved experimenting with sex.One day, she asked me if I can stay over one night when her husband was out of town. I instantly agreed. The D Day came and I spent considerable time during the day to groom myself before I met her. I was staying with my maternal uncle those days, so I made an excuse that was staying over at my friend’s house to do some studies for an upcoming project. I reached her house at the appointed time of 9 pm, and nervously rang the doorbell,Half expecting her husband.