“Morning Private.”“Morning Sergeant.”I see her staring out the window as we pull away. I pretend not to see her, she pretends to believe I don...��t. There’s a bit of silence before he starts talking. “We’re meeting the van at the church. I figured you’d want to get there ahead of time to take a look.”“That works. Is the van on schedule?”“Sergeant Callahan said to tell you he has everything locked and cocked over there.”I nod. If Callahan says he has it, he has it.It’s damn near a two hour drive to. Shrugging off a momentary sense of wrongness, I got out of bed and headed for the shower, thinking about tomorrow and school, and Brad (what a hunk). I'd been going out with him for over a year now, after finally developing a nice figure. I slowly washed my breasts with the scented soap, and thinking of Brad make my nipples harden and the juices flow. Washing between my legs sent ripples of pleasure coursing though my body as I visualized Brad kissing me. After the shower I blow-dried my hair,. “When you go out the door, you are Susan’s husband and all the benefits that go along with being a loving and caring husband. I’m sure you can spark the fantasies she may have for you and her.”Dan kissed Karen, Tina, and Wendy, and her growing twin baby bump. He brought the Shelby’s engine to life and gave a tap on the horn as he drove away.Dan made his way through the streets of Trenton to the married housing section of the Air Base. He parked the Mustang in her driveway and went to her back. He grabbed it, ripped off a portion of it, and dabbed at the corner of his eyes as the accumulation of all the sweat he had garnered was wiped off. “Man, this game must suck or I’m just that unlucky.”‘Probably the latter’, he thought. Sighing, he closed his PC, attempting, and failing, at dulling the aching pain in his heart, and also staring sadly at his own reflection staring back at him through his monitor.“Hello,” he said to himself, clinging on to the last semblance of his sanity as he.