'You enjoyed that show', I hurled my hurt at him, but who could blame him, 'how would you feel if I did that sort of thing'?I don't know what he thoug...t, he never answered my question, he was probably thinking about any one of those three girls and what he would do with her.Last month the same show was back in town and we went, not reminding ourselves of last years show, but now I was more fuller and on a sexual high, being in estrus and horny with my hormones.I had dressed differently, with a. It's more 'I'm a man and I'll take care of you'."Eventually Donnie gave up trying to put the feeling into words, it was just too difficult. All he knew was that it was a good feeling, one that he was perfectly at home with."Now what else did Epona tell me?"Donnie could dimly recall that the goddess had told him that he would be more confident around girls and that he was not to abuse his new power."Well, seeing as I have no idea what this new 'power' is, I don't see how I could abuse it," he. Once again I was lucky. I got stationed on an isolated radio station in the old British Sector. There were few enough Americans in the area that we had no problems with the Germans. They saved their ire for the British forces.In 1965 I decided that I liked the job that I had and re-enlisted. That let me start a new three year tour in Germany.When I returned to the US in 1968 I was assigned to Ft. Monmouth again. This time I was an instructor. I rapidly found out that I wasn't particularly. There's something I want to find out. I can practically see through your blouse and I want to know what kind of bra you're wearing to school. Open up your blouse and let me see it." What?" Her daughter hesitated."Don't make me angry, young lady. Now come over here and open your blouse and let me see your bra."Forgetting for a moment that I was there, the 16 year old, her head bowed, did as she was told and began to undo the buttons of her blouse. The lacy white cotton material of her bra began.