“Ring! Ring. Hello this is Candy.” She had not changed her first name. I could also tell by her voice it was Mrs. Smith my old teacher. “Hi C...ndy. You have such a nice voice. I talked to a friend of mine who you went out on a date with. He had such a great time. He suggested I call and see if we can go on a date.” There was a short pause, had she recognize my voice? “You have such a nice voice also. That sounds fun. I’m free next Friday if you like to go out on a date.” She said. I. The Army's justification would be because she was so much prettier than anything else on the base."They dropped a missile on some poor camper's truck, and we had to take care of him." Really?" Blake blurted. "What happened to the people?" It was just one guy," JJ assured him as she walked towards the family room. "His truck was destroyed, and I shared a seat with him on the trip back from the base. He's a pretty interesting guy," she nonchalantly told her son."Hi, Mom," JJ said as she entered. “Wow! I’ve never been fucked so hard and so well as you just fucked me, Bill. I’ve needed that for years and Jim wouldn’t or can’t do it.”"I enjoyed it too," is all I was able to utter.“I was pretending that our neighbor broke into our house and was fucking me. And when he put his hand over my mouth, I woke up to feel him thrust into me…and it felt so good that I had three orgasms before he came inside me. Then he quickly slipped out of the house, knowing that I wouldn’t say a word to Jim. It. Dad pissed me off. Again." She shoved her arms into the sleeves. "I know I should be used to it, just let it roll off me or whatever, but it was too much. Too far. I am fucking sick of him making me feel like a failure because I don’t chase a goddamned ball around a field." She stopped and took a breath. "Sorry, I don't mean to take it out on you." "It's okay." He jammed his hands in his pockets. "I'm sorry he makes you feel that way." "Not your fault." She took another deep breath and tried to.