I could only hope that she felt the same. When we were done eating she wandered into the studio while I did up the dishes." I like the new piece," she...said, "but I wouldn't use it for my submission. There's too much risk of being marked down for a controversial subject. Your choice though." Yeah, I've been thinking about that, but it just begged me to do it I'll have to decide later"As I bent to wipe down the faucet area, I found myself pinned to the countertop."Now", she said, "about my. I found her very attractive too.Eventually my wife told me that she had drank too much and needed to go home. I could not believe it when she kissed Pamela goodbye right on her lips. I was pretty sure that they used tongue. It excited the hell out of me.Once in the car my wife passed out and I practically had to carry her into our bedroom. I undressed her and put her under the covers. Then I got the bright idea to fuck her while she was unconscious. Maybe in the morning I would try to convince. Every few steps, things changed.“Las-damn Saniyya,” I cursed as I took a step. The corridor I walked down became a flowery garden. Birds chirped in the sky.Every few steps, everything changed, rippled. The place was ephemeral. Smoke. Nothing was real. I might be by Sophia and have no idea she was near me. I screamed her name as I stumbled forward. I took two steps and the flowers became an oasis of palm trees around a pool of cool, blue water. Beyond lay the harsh, white sands of the desert.I. I of course wasn't going to take that for an answer. Having a little time before we had to leave, I started to clean his bachelor pad. The beer bottles, dishes and piles of laundry, left an awful odor. We left for the restaurant, teasing each other about the simple quirks we each had, laughing about the good memories we made along the way.Dinner was amazing, it was a group of ten. It was a mix of sailors and other friends of ours. We had great conversations, and a sad farewell. In the military,.