"Why don't I serve it to you," said Beth with a smile. "Go sit on the couch and let me bring it to you. Ok?" Sure, baby, if that's what you want."Bob ...alked back into the den and plopped on the soft leather couch. His robe gapped open lewdly. Beth pressed her fingers into the tablets in his wine and in a moment they dissolved and disappeared, odorless and tasteless.Beth dramatically danced back into the den carrying both wine glasses. She played hard-to-catch for a moment before finally. Colorado Springs is every bit as beautiful as Annapolis but it was a different sort of beauty. Snow capped mountains as opposed scenic bay scapes. Her family settled in a smaller town just to the west of the city. Emily’s father, a full-bird colonel in the marines had accepted a post at the Air Force Academy similar to the one he’d held at Navy. The son of a career soldier, he had moved frequently both as a boy and a man. Leaving the Naval Academy was more wanderlust than career. I went into my room and got out an outfit that I haven't worn in ages which made me have a flashback moment where my son was 3 and I had gone out for the night with my friends and got a babysitter that my friends requested and she came this 17 year old girl named Lisa and I left her with my son to go out for the night and I got drunk and my friend’s gave me a bag and said “let’s go back to mine” and we go in one of my friend’s car who doesn't drink and we want to her home and we got her home. I sucked it dry, tasting and smelling myself, the perspiration pouring off my face.Sal and I began to do homework together much more often. You might think that was just an excuse for him to feel me up; of course, you'd be right. I could only assume that my virile thirteen year old boy friend, for I guess he was virile by then, went home each day to masturbate. I know that I did, but as I said, I had been doing that before Sal ever touched me, and I'm sure that he had also. I tried to imagine.