I saw her breasts as she stood. They really looked good. As she left my room, I scoped out her bottom barely covered by her little sleep shorts. It wa... easily as good looking as it had felt.I reset the alarm and went back to sleep. When it went off later, I rose and started my day officially.I went into the kitchen walking behind Rachel. It was good. She knew I was behind her and gave me an extra wiggle. I was looking forward to Wednesday night supper and following her to her apartment. ’ Rollie took his cell phone out of his jacket and punch in a number. ‘Hey Tully. How’s the washed up Gunny today?’ Jacob Tully was a Sergeant on the St. Louis Police Department. He was a retired Marine Gunnery Sergeant with 20 years of service. After retiring he joined a National Guard unit, just to keep his hand in he said, and shortly was deployed to Iraq. Tully lost his right leg below the knee while serving with his Guard unit. The prosthetic leg he wore didn’t hinder him from running the. Still, they didn’t travel easily. Emily had taken a bus home for Christmas and again rode the Greyhound back for the new year. She had repeated the ride when school ended for the summer.When she arrived back home her family was, of course, glad to see her. Her friends from high school still acted as they previously had as did others in the area. Yet somehow things seemed a little different. It wasn’t exactly that Emily didn’t feel that she belonged here any more. Not exactly that, but something. “I have more freedom in my life than 90% of the people I know, and through that freedom I have control, in who I see, what I do and when I do it, this lifestyle has given me complete liberation, freedom to be me, the real me” she said with conviction“what about your husband” I questioned further. “Tony loves it” she replied “we are both free to do what we want, the only thing we make sure of is each other always know who we are seeing and what we are doing and we practice safe sex, I guess over.