I moaned out in delight, attempting to unbutton his shirt and rip it off of him. The lioness inside of me was alive and hungry for the lust he stirred...inside of my soul. My hands caressed the muscular body he was gifted with, biting my lip in satisfaction. I pushed myself off and over to the side climbing on top of him. A look of surprise covered his face. Grinning, I kissed his lips, making my way down his body in a trail of kisses until I reached my destination. I unbuckled his belt, pulling. As I hadn,t established an account with the base credit union I hadn,t bought a car yet so caught a ride with two fellow airmen that worked my same shift to a well known bar on the outskirts of town and soon joined in the drinking the local brew Bitburger Pils beer. I found it easier to get along with the locals as I spoke German well as it was my second language in America. This particular night I,d become friendly with a fellow named Horst Engels who was there with two stunning females. The orientation of one's body was different for every artist and when I lay down some people were looking at the top of my head or my feet or right at my bare ass. In photography, there are constant interruptions. Adjusting the hair, adjusting the light, move this way or that, mild cursing (Harry), repeat. Download the results, look, point, more mild cursing. Repeat. In sketching, one assumes the pose and if it's anywhere near right one holds it for whatever time is required.That day I had worn. I'm not dressed for them I'mhere for a fool.Finding an empty table Peggy sat and waited for the waitress who arrivedsurprisingly quickly. Another piece of good fortune, it was ladies nightso her bitters and soda was on the house.Peggy was nonchalantly scanning the crowd she knew it wouldn't be long.A frisson of excitement raced through her as she noticed him approachinghe was tall thank god. It was so tiresome having fat little trollshitting on her because of her height. He was nice looking but.