Once in the shower, Misty continued to take the lead in our adventure. She took a washrag and slowly took her time washing me from the tips of my toes...to the base of my neck. Her gentle hands felt so good as she rubbed me, that my cock was once again free flowing a stream of precum. After she finished cleaning me, she made a show of watching herself, clearly enjoying herself as she performed for me. When Misty turned her back to ask me to wash her, I was all too happy to get my hands back on. There was no date until I wanted a date, no kiss until I wanted a kiss, nothing further until I initiated it. I even lost my virginity in a deliberate manner—after prom with my then boyfriend because I had appreciated how he hadn't pushed me all year.That softened when I got to college. I was more willing to do the social dance and let the guys initiate. It was more fun. Sometimes I would seduce a guy, sometimes I'd let him seduce me. However, I'd never been completely passive.Until last night.. Earning an honest living. That’s a joke! What chance does an ex-Army NCO, a Staff Sergeant no less, used to hostile ops what I’m sworn to secrecy about, have to get a job? I had no choice but to cash in my long-term investments. My broker Mikey had made me a whole lot broker, by cashing in all my dividends for five years. I needed some reimbursement therapy from him smartish. Sal refused to tell me exactly where Mikey lived. And after three sweetened stouts, rather than loose her tongue, it. Anthony gathered up the courage to look her in the eye as he took the paper. She looks for real, he thought, stuffing the paper scrap into one of his pockets as if it were top-secret and should only be viewed in private. She turned and left. Anthony watched her leave, the mood of the situation changing as she did. It’s like her heart isn’t really in it, I could see it in her eyes, Anthony thought. ‘Let’s have a look… Anthony… the paper, is her address on it?’ Dave bickered, pulling on Anthony’s.