"You okay?" I smiled up at her."Mmmmmmm," she purred, "I'm a hell of a lot better than okay!"My tongue gave her a lascivious lick and she shivered. "J...mes... that was incredible!" It was my pleasure madam."Shelly chuckled, and hugged me tight. We stood cocooned in each other's arms, rocking under the hot spray for five or ten minutes before hearing the door slam and Sully calling out to us.We took turns toweling one another off and drinking the beers Sully handed to us."Must have been quite a. She doesn't need one anyway of course, but she still wears one occasionally as it makes her feel grown up! I could also tell Mum hadn't got one on either which was a bit less usual as her boobs were quite a bit more noticeable without one. But I guess, just like me, she found it more pleasant on a day like this.As we hit the motorway south, I looked across at Abi beside me. How cute she looked, sitting there in her little pink sleeveless top, her light brown hair pleasantly tousled still, the. His room is small and typical with NASCAR posters and sports memorabilia on the walls. He loves cars and he is telling me about this one and that one then stops and says:“I am sorry I did not offer you anything to drink. Would you like some juice or beer or something?”I asked, “Will you join me? Will you share some beer with me?”He said he has never tried anything alcohol at all. “Neither have I,” I said as innocently as I could, “is there anything stronger than beer?”Bill, desperate to please. The sickening news speeded along the phone lines among the wives and girlfriends. "Somebody from the 164th died, have you heard who?" "I heard it was the 112th. Have you heard from Mitch? If he calls, ask him if Andrew is OK." And then the long, sleepless night, waiting for someone to find out what really happened, watching the TV news, desperately hoping to see Mitch's image captured by a news camera.And then, when he finally came home, the enormous relief. And then Mitch's maddening.