"I'm the psychiatrist on this base," he said without telling her his name. "Don't take this the wrong way, but others have noticed some strange behavi...r from you, and they have asked me to help you." Strange behavior?!" Petra said. "Well, I don't need any help, I'm fine!"Petra was getting up from the couch when Agent 4 said, "Well, if you don't need help, maybe we can just talk. What do you think?"Petra looked at him, thought about it for a moment and then sat down on the couch again. She. It’s now the next Saturday night and we are leaving for our big night out. All she wanted to do was hook up with a couple other couples at the local swingers club for a good time. She really loves that place and always has a great time when we go.After an hour or so sitting at the bar and talking to new people, we decided to head upstairs. We undressed and wrapped ourselves in our towels and headed for the second floor.There were already many couples up there engaged in some kind of contact, so. She purred.Standing, I lifted her in my arms, kissed her forehead and hair, walked to the bed, and put her on it, face down. Kneeling beside her, I pulled her skirt to her hips, confirming there was nothing under it. Opening my pants quickly, then removing them completely, reflecting on what I wanted to do. I straddled her, bending to kiss her head and down her back. Sliding a hand underneath, I found her getting quite wet, and played with her to encourage that. My free hand slid under her top,. ” Logan replied.“Are you cryin too?” Susan asked Nate. I looked up to the rear view mirror and saw Nate had tears building in his eyes. He quickly wiped his eyes, took a deep breath and denied it. “No, I’m not cryin’.”“What did I miss?”“Your dad gave his blessing in an amazing little speech. I’ll tell you later.” I answered.“Our da? Gave a speech? Oh I’ve gotta hear this.” She laughed and crawled to the back seat with us.“Hey, watch it! I’m drivin’!” Nate barked.“Oh shut up and drive.” Susan.