I feel that I would like to inspect her long brown legs more closely, but I concentrate hard to look her into the face. And I say: »Hello, my name is...Jack - where would you like to go?« She catches a quick sidewards glance at me and snaps: »I don't care, dammit!« So I just rev up the motor again and get back into my swift travelling mode. She doesn't seem to be really comfortable with me and restlessly she budges around on her seat that the hem of her tight black skirt rides consistently up her. It was owned by the state, still with a monopoly on state contracts, including the military. I liked the uniforms. They were army green with old fashion design, jackets with Sam Brown belt, knitted green ties, and light brown shirts. On the head we carried ugly gray berets – I hated them. We looked smart, we polished our shoes and checked our self thoroughly in mirrors. It was as if I had never left the army.During my introduction, I was following this strange fellow in his footsteps. He was. He gently wrapped his arm around my waist as we continued to kiss. He pulled me away from the door and released me from our passion. He looked at me with a wide smile and laughed. I was definitely in love with this man. I was so happy at that moment that nothing could ruin it; well almost nothing. He turned around and said, “Well we should get to cleaning if you want this apartment to ever look good again!” I just sighed in a very dramatic manner and nodded in agreement. He just smiled and. My wife looked stunning, she was wearing a black rap around dress, it was something I'd seen before, but not like this. It was open at the top showing her big tits off, it had been pulled up under the belt at the front and then arranged so the front opened showing her legs off when she walked, her feet were in her highest heels, she looked fantastic, and very embarrassed!I asked what everybody wanted to drink, " no I'll buy these" said Roger jo went to sit down" I'll buy it but you can go and.