I did three years in the Army, I got lucky and stayed stateside the entire time and with the exception of a trip to California immediately after an ea...thquake to support the local National Guard in stopping riots and looting, I never saw any real combat. The only somewhat bad thing that happened to me during my military service was that I became addicted to nicotine, I started smoking, menthols to be exact. When my time in the Army was up, I took my GI bill and went to school.I love my parents. Rubbing her clit with my thumb I heard her moan as I stuck a finger in her tight slit. She was dripping wet already so I picked her up and turned her around to fuck her from behind as I watched her face in the mirror. As soon as she felt me going for my cock she pulled away from me and told me that I would have to wait until after we got home, she had to get ready. When Andrea was ready to go all I could do was say wow. She had on black fishnet stockings and a black garter belt, over this she. ‘Tobacco alley’, that was what she said on the phone. For a moment, he wished he smoked. It might give him insight, or least something to occupy his hands while his mind raced. Honor and duty, he had been raised with that, it was ingrained in him. Do the right thing. All his life he had followed that creed, and usually at a cost to him. He looked down at her picture, her eyes, the face he loved, but had never touched. Again, he stared at the words. An open invitation. An invitation for. ”Between them they had some reasonably fresh bread, cheese, margarine and soup. As Leslie sat at the kitchen table Frank opened cans and packets, arranged rolls and pulled together enough to make their evening meal.“Why don’t you go and check on Brian, just make sure he’s OK while I make some coffee. Or do you want tea?” he said.“Tea is fine thanks” replied Leslie as she turned the corner to the bedroom. Her cousin was facing away from the door, and she leaned over the bed to look at his face..