You mention being content being a concubine and a bit afraid of leaving them behind if you become a soldier. I've already decided that if I get the ch...ice I'll be the soldier standing in harm's way to protect others.Lots going on here. Erica and I seem to be together all the time now. I mean, we are in our training class together (more about that later) and then we go to rehearsals for A Chorus Line together. When all that is over we go to see her Great-Aunt Louise to pick up John. That almost. But instead she sat across from me at the kitchen table looking down at her feet.I knew I had to get her involved again. So I got up and poured her a cup of coffee setting in front of her still wary about her throwing right back in my face; maybe she was playing possum. Instead she gingerly picked it up and took a sip like any other day. Now I was starting to get scared. Just in case I stood between her and the carving knives."Thank You honey. The coffee tastes great." You're welcome. Are you. Over the course of the last three weeks she had confided in me she had been upset because she hadn't been able find a decent man to date since her husband had left her. She was a nurse at a hospital and her work schedule made it difficult. She worked 4 days a week 12 hours at a time where the days varied from week to week and she often worked on the weekends. She called me Thursday night before I was to come up on Friday night and told me that she had a proposal for me. She said "ok promise to. That’s part of the reason she has managed to become such a large asset to this firm.” He snickered.“How old are you?” I said to the young girl shaking nude before me.“I’m…..20”She said super sweetly.“ah ah ah” Mr. Lamar teased, shaking his finger at her. She dropped her head letting her curled blonde hair fall to the sides of her softly shaped face.“19” I barley heard her say.“A young barley legal slut…”I happily said imagining to myself what that wet, innocent little pussy tasted like. “Do.