She was not as wet as she had been the night before and I guess it made sense. She did not have the stimulation that she had the night before. We had ...ex again each night after that and again, it was not as hot as that first night, it was starting to return to our normal sex. By Tuesday, I asked her what she wanted to do on Friday. She smiled shyly and said that we had nothing planned and nothing was going on. She said she would be happy with whatever I decided. "Do you want to invite the men. He turned to see Renee, standing at the corner of the hallway, looking at him.“Thanks,” she said. “But it won’t do any good.”“She can’t live your life for you,” said Bobby. “Nobody can. You are the only one who can decide where your life is going to go. You are a grown woman, regardless of how you feel about it.”“I don’t understand you,” she said, staring at him. “All those things you told me about ... what you do. They just don’t make any sense.”“They don’t have anything to do with you,” said. The marine sergeant took me aside and said, "We didn't expect any trouble from the port guard this trip. Hajin and the training company are waiting for us outside the city."His comment took me by surprise, "The whole company?" The large ebony man smiled, "Training exercise, sir."My paranoid mind wondered if trouble was waiting for me outside the city. "What new politics are in play?" I wondered.Shifting my rucksack to remove an itch, I said, "Well let's visit the bakery before we leave. Any. So excited by her breasts, she hadn’t noticed that her hips were squirming around until she saw that the bed sheet was down around her knees. Nothing wrong with that, she thought. She enjoyed looking at her own body. Often, in dressing rooms at the mall she would admire herself while trying on clothes. It turned her on to watch herself strip. And to watch her touch herself, especially in a public place like a dressing room at the store. Mostly, she’d just pull her shirt off and rub her tits.