Not great - but good enough," and gave up.When I hopped out at the National Guard base in Springfield for a week-long respite, it felt a little like w...at a convict must feel when being released from prison. My chopper was ready to go, and we were at the house by the lake within a few minutes.Benjamin came barreling across the lawn when the rotors stopped spinning, and we spent some time on the grass enjoying a hug, or three. I saw my ladies, waiting patiently on the back porch. Our home was. Bobby reached his home, running the whole way from Julie's trailer. He went to his room and tossed the pistol and Julie's note on his bed. He quickly changed into jeans and tennis shoes, t-shirt and a hooded sweat shirt, all in black.He scooped up the note and pistol, putting them as before, in his back pocket for the note, and in the small of his back for the revolver. He then grabbed the small recorder he used for taping lectures at school, and shoved it into another pocket.He ran downstairs. He could see that she had her eyes closed and mouth turned up in a smile."That feels nice," she breathed."Anything to make you happy," he told her."Well, this is a good way to start," she smiled.He continued to kiss her neck and shoulder, then started to draw his head back. She put her arm up and pulled his head back down to her."I'm not finished yet," she scolded him playfully."There's that aggressiveness coming out again," he smiled, but worked his lips all over her neck and shoulder, moving. ” I could hear that creepy voice of his coming from down stairs. “Michael?” I said. I grabbed a blanked and covered myself up just as he came up the stairs and into my bedroom. “Oh, am I interrupting?” I looked down and saw that I hadn’t covered my pussy and it was dripping wet. “Oh… Uhm.” I looked up and met his creepy smile. “Well, Laura. It’s been almost a year. What do you say?” My mind was running wild! Can I do this? Not only was I cheating on my boyfriend, but I was cheating on him with.