"If Zeke Taylor was privy to the rumors around the clubhouse about Juniper Jones and her bedroom gymnastics, he said nothing to show it."I think I mig...t be kind of a drag on the proceedings if I showed up alone," I said. "Maybe I'd best just beg off. But thanks, Zeke, for inviting me." Some of the wives, they're pretty interesting people," he said, still selling the party. "You probably haven't met Sam Bailey's wife, Amy. Great, great girl! And we're inviting the kid -- Fast Freddie Brumbelow.. They said there was nothing they could do about the scars on my body however.I was conscious when I got to Ramstein Air Force Base. When the nurses pulled open the gown I was wearing, the first nurse swore, and looked slightly ill, while the second nurse looked too shocked to say anything.I knew my wounds and scars were bad, but apparently they were worse than I had realized. Not the injuries from the escape, but the damage done over the years by my captors. I had noticed them, of course, but. “Arjun, can you please come up and help me with this?”I asked him to go up, and when he went up, I also went upstairs, and I saw the sexiest woman I have ever seen. She was milky white, beautiful, classy and more than that, smoking hot. As I wrote earlier, sexiness oozed out of her from every bit of her. Arjun was helping her with polishing her nails glossy red, and she was applying dark eyeliners. What a sight. A useless husband making her bitch, beautiful, sexy young wife for a stud like me.. She looked over her shoulder to confirm I was not missing the show. Pleased that I was standing there, waiting to close her door, she remained in that position after accomplishing the task at hand. I returned her smile and removed my hand from the door and rubbed her ass. She then turned and looked at me again. So much more I was going to do with that ass, but for now a simple touch was almost more then I could stand. After I moved my hand she turned around and sat in her seat. I could feel her.