Looking into the fire, she remembered her soldier, the last time she saw him, that day 8 months ago when they had to get up early, leave their second ...oneymoon island and get to Portsmouth Station, her last sight of him waving from the train to London, where he would board his plane back to his unit in Gibraltar. Then she had walked, oblivious of the life beginning within her, back to her barracks, back to the sick bay where she worked, ready to keep working until he returned home. He had been. I stopped and waved at her and by the time I got in the house the man had his clothes on and was sitting on the living room couch. Dorothy was coming down the stairs in a loose fitting dress and from the way the material moved over her tits I could tell she hadn't taken time to put on a bra. My mom came in and after hugs and kisses she introduced me to her new boyfriend - the guy sitting on the couch. I looked from mom, over to the guy, and then to Dorothy who shrugged and winked at me.Mom,. How did he even get himself talked into picking up the detention shift NE ways!?! He'd pulled his last stunt in his classroom that's for sure he'd caught the little punk trying to light a firecracker in his desk. Needless to say Johnny would be sitting at the front of the class next to his desk for the rest of the year. He was awakened from his rant by a mournful sigh, irritated he directed his gaze to perpetrator. Front row the new girl Emma, her legs were spread in her too short skirt. Her appreciation of the design made me really look at the room for the first time.Naturally, I offered them a tour of the rest of the house, which Doris accepted without looking at her husband. We went from room to room, Doris gushing about the decor and Neill complimenting the builder, both of them recognizing little nuances that I would never have noticed on my own. They also saw defects; Doris with the placement of closets and Neill pointing out shortcuts the builder had taken.We were on the.