”“I think she’d have healed quite quickly any way but thank you. May I …” I trailed off not sure how to ask but she seemed to read my mind a...d a simple hand gesture brought permission for me to reach out and stroke Sherri’s bottom. It was smooth and soft with an inner core of strength and, most importantly, only the faintest hint of unnatural pink. As our two hands wandered over Sherri’s backside the dynamic of the situation started to excite me. That Sherri would willingly, even happily. All of it."Brian didn't respond. Nick looked up and met his gaze. When he saw Nickwas looking him in the eyes Brian flatly spoke. "I have it here. Youknow what to do."Nick did know what to do.***An hour later Nick was once again clean shaven and had the familiartaste of lip gloss back on his lips. Shaving and putting the makeup onhad felt like routine by now, but when he opened the box and saw thelingerie he was overcome by nerves. "I can't do this. I just can't. I'ma man, god damnit, and men. Sam leaned in and brushed his nose slowly up her neck as if taking in her sweet scent. He then took her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled gently before sucking to relieve the hint of pain. Rachel moaned giving more of her neck to him so he could continue with his ministrations. Her hands raised and clutched his shirt and she noticed they were trembling. She wanted him desperately. With that she twined her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his passionately. She thrust her tongue. This invoked images from several movies that popped into my head. The shot of a GI during World War II moving up to take out a concrete pillbox with a Bazooka. Then there was a GI during the Vietnam War using a LAW (Light Antitank Weapon) rocket launcher to destroy a machine gun bunker constructed out of logs.My decision was made. I was going to enlist to become an (0351) Infantry Assaultman. The first requirement was that you had to have a GT (general technical) score of 80 or higher. I was.