The next time I went into the G-2 shop, I actually met some people who knew who I was and they told me that the common belief was that I was either KI... or MIA up in Quang Tri Province. I found out later that erroneous report had led to the auction of my stored gear on Okinawa including a number of irreplaceable items. It also made it all the way back to Camp Pendleton where my nifty little Mustang was released as “abandoned” by the storage facility. They compensated me with a five hundred. I watch, in disbelief as he and my roommate undress, taking each other in their arms, embracing and then kissing a long, slow, passionate kiss.It hurts to watch them.More so, as he tenderly caresses her, lying her on the bed, curling up together, touching, kissing, exploring each others bodies. He slips his head down between her legs, covering her with kisses along the way. Soon he is tasting her and she is squirming and moaning and my burning cunt is wet again. I need to be touched. I can't. "David, I would much rather you call me Charles and my wife Mary," he smiled, "And you madam," he was addressing Poppy, you can call me Granddad." And me, well just call me granny," Mary added.Poppy thought about it for a while before announcing that it was all right, then she turned to Charles."But you haven't given me a cuddle yet." Well I think we can remedy that, can't we, darling?" and I saw sheer happiness on his face as this stern old judge hugged the nearest thing he'd ever get to a. He could see that her eyes were closed, so he quickly removed his shoes and entered the bedroom on stockinged feet, careful not to make any unwanted noise.As he approached the bed he got on his hands and knees and continued to move to the side of the bed. Once he was there he poked his head above the mattress and said one word... "Buttermilk."Catherine instantly stopped with her thrusting and slumped down onto the bed, her hands dropping onto her body.Jessie knew from experience that the woman.