I mean the babies and all,” said Harriet.“Yes, and the Army would have notified me if...” started Abby.“Yes, them’s the rules. Well, they ar... since you’re still technically married, right?” said Harriet.“Yes, and Owen checked that out for us. So anyway, I’m worried, but not terrified, not at the moment at any rate,” said Abby.“Hmm, good,” she said. “He’s still just an office geek right?”“Yeah, I guess. That’s the last I heard anyway,” she said. “I’d been kind a bad about writing him. In fact. I quickly pulled off her panties (it joined her bra on the floor), then moved in between her legs. Jen was embarrassed being topless with her skirt around her waist, and me between her spread legs, so she covered her eyes with her arm. But that didn't stop her from moaning when I licked between her folds and flicked my tongue across her clit.Ricky looked totally turned on. He motioned to a chair next to my bed and raised an inquiring eyebrow. I nodded, and he moved over to the chair. Jen's arm. When I had gone home and relived the incident, I was startled to find that I got excited from it. That night, I had jacked off thinking about it and came in record time. I was sitting at the cafeteria with Kenneth and the group of friends that we hung out with. Though Tiffany was my girlfriend, she usually sat with her own friends. I found her in the lunch line talking to her friends and she saw me. I smiled and waved. She gave me a flirty look and blew me a kiss. “You’re lucky, man.” I turned. I told you I like your physique -- fit but not muscle-bound. I like your flat tummy and cute little navel ... and, this constellation of birthmarks.”“You’re quite observant,” she replied.“No piercings or tattoos. I don’t like seeing a lot of ink on a woman. Something discreet on a shoulder is okay.”“My dad always said a tattoo signaled a woman who’s not afraid to make a mistake she’ll regret the rest of her life.”“Your dad was quite the influence on you.”“He sure was.”Adam began caressing her.