AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});I didn’t tell the maid to clean my room the next day and since I had to stay in Seattle for a total of thr...e days I slept in that strange man’s stains for two more days.That was the beginning of my fetish. I think I have to call it a fetish because I know it isn’t normal, the fact that I like to be subjected to dirty men and dirty places. That’s not to say that I am physically dirty, because I’m not. I shower every morning and. . even those that never saw combat ... survived. The smelters were fed airplanes that rolled off the assembly lines and were flown directly to the scrappers.The people were looking to forget and having a stack of warplanes sitting out on runways and in hangars was too much of a reminder that cousin Jack was still missing and might never be found. Scrap went from a precious and costly commodity to nothing but junk and in the way. The kids who cut the lids from both ends of a rationed soup can. My delectable Tiffany was off to the beach probably meeting some hunky lifeguards. I knew my best chance for real action was with Mrs. Stern and from the look in her eye she was of the same mind."Hello, young Master Gallagher, no harem of girls with you this fine day?"I am ashamed to say that I probably blushed because I knew she had seen me fooling around with both my brazen sister Princess who loved to do carnal things in public and her best friend Tiffany who was so submissive that she never. "I headed out to the door and was passed by Colt. I knew his reason andpointed to the bathroom. I joined back in the group while we sat aroundand took in the sun with Jess and Tanner enjoying a cigarette. With thebeer flowing through us, the trips inside became more frequent. We movedinside for a while. Soon, the video game challenge was on. It added toour enjoyment while we, me included, continued to down the cold suds.Usually I hate beer but once the first one was down, the taste.