Nope. Virginity still meant something in those days.My first real woman was Polynesian. We were based on Maluka Nui, in the Solomons, 'bout the middle...of '43, I guess. Had the Nips on the run by then, and we were building airstrips like mad on every shitty little lump of coral in the South Pacific. I'd gotten a touch of malaria on the Canal, and now here I was playing guard dog to the damned Seabees, watching to see that no sniper took a potshot at those hotshot 'dozer jockeys.Kathleen her name. Lana was wearing a mini skirt and I could see her shaved pussy.She caught me staring at it; so she flashed me a mischievous smile and spread a bit her thighs, giving herself a playful rub to tease me.I smiled back at her, saying she was a bitch…Sheena suggested we should go to her bedroom.Slutty Lana jumped first and she was laying naked on the bed before Sheena and I even entered the room. We both started to undress, while Sheena told Lana:“This is where I fuck Anita on a regular basis...and. ? ?DON?T wear any panties or bra,? he bellowed. I looked at the mirror and saw my reflection when I wasdone.? I looked like a first classslut.? My long shapely legs had fishnetthigh highs on it.? I was wearing a redmini skirt that didn?t do much to hide my pussy.? The black see-through blouse was low cut andwithout my bra on, I might as well have wore nothing. ?The 6-inch high heels were black withlace.?? Nothing was left to theimagination in this outfit.? I returned to the car where Ben was. “Hi Jenny, I hope the girls manage to persuade you to stay you were great.” Daphne smiled at the younger woman.Just then Chris decided to pipe up.“I think the problem is she doesn’t like us.” She grinned at Jenny as the girl tried to protest. “Her reason for not joining the band was that she isn’t a lesbian, but then we all saw that last number didn’t we girls?”“Hey that’s not fair.” Jenny went bright red.“Hey yourself what’s not fair? if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck you’d be.