I returned to unconsciousness."Wakey Wakey Joey Longfellow," I heard as my body bounced from the owner of the voice jumping on the bed like a preteen....Annoyance evaporated instantly when my eyes met Molly's and I saw her wide grin. Her cute summer dress flying high enough to flash her pale pink panties didn't hurt."I could get used to you being the first thing I see in the morning," I said."What morning?" said Molly, her fist resting on her hip in mock annoyance as she stood over me "It's way. Men who give a damn? Sometimes. To be quite frank with you, the only people who take in these children are women like ourselves, women who care, women who understand what it means to be women, because in this day and age women are just plain lost, lost like that addict who abandoned the poor child. We care for that child, because he or she is our child. They say in all those movies that the military ‘is our last line of defense.’ Nothing can be farther from the truth. We are the last line of. I removed my clothing and stood in front of the mirror naked. I figured better naked then ruin more clothing.I was a little hesitant cause I really didn't like the pain but I waswilling to tolerate it. I closed my eyes and began to concentrate. Icould feel the sensations building within me. They continued to buildand build to the point of no return when all of a sudden the doorbellrang and broke me free of my concentration, or so I thought. I reachedover and grabbed a robe and through it. She turned on the bathroom light & leaving the door slightly ajar. I heard the water turn on, the shower engaged and the curtain pulled. I gave her just a moment in there to wash before I slide out of my complete clothes and headed that way. My cock was already feeling heavy hanging from my body as my mind was filled with the image of her beautiful melons and specifically those wonderful nipples, which were honey laden to be relished and savoured .She heard me come into the bathroom as I closed.