Dawn, who had just been zipped into her own dress by Marigold stepped forward to adjust his tie fractionally, "You..." she said, grinning. "... look s...unning--better than me and Marigold by any means."Thule looked Dawn up and down, "I'm sure this particular shade of green..." Seafoam," said Marigold, still sliding her dress on."I'm sure you wouldn't choose to dress in seafoam every day, but you carry it off very well," said Thule.Marigold turned to be zipped into her dress and said, "They're. That would have to stop.What had she gotten herself into?- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - After 15 years in the United States Marine Corps, a year in Iraq, a purple heart, and several disciplinary actions, Corporal Nicholas Tattinger left the service gladly. He had served as a squad leader in the ‘Suni triangle’ northwest of Bagdad and had seen plenty of action. He’d lost some buddies, killed the enemy, and been hit by a piece of shrapnel that left a thick, rope-like scar across his. And she always came home horny. By the end of thesecond week, she had long red fingernails, a new curlyhairstyle, some new clothes in her wardrobe and had lostten pounds. She said that she needed the clothes becauseof the weight loss, but these were clothes that she wouldn’thave wore before – clothes very similar to the clothes thatMarcie and those other girls wore. But the most amazingchange in her was her vocabulary and choice of readingmaterial. Her technical magazines were. From what I remembered from my brief glance I estimated that she was between 5’8’’ and 6’ with long red hair and a relatively slender body. She was wearing a very, very pale green sundress that complimented her coloration and from what I could see from my position in the water had on neither a bra nor panties. When that clicked in my brain my cock, in spite of the cool water surrounding it, immediately became as hard as a bar of solid steel. I looked down and could see the head of my cock.