That way at least my husband could watch and that was what the plan was.My heart was pounding as I opened the front door to the apartment… I peeked ...nside first just to make sure that Guy wasn’t out where he could be seen… and then brought in my date. I couldn’t see my husband peering out of the closet bi-fold door but I knew that he was there and hoped that this would go by without a hitch. I turned on the TV and asked if he would like a drink. He replied that he would like anything that I. Once I started, it was like I couldn’t stop.’ Dalton looked at me. ‘Lance, um, maybe… maybe you should get some help. Talk to someone.’ ‘Therapy?’ I shook my head. ‘No way,’ I said, remembering the time my mother took anxiety medication. She became worse, so disoriented that she couldn’t function. ‘What can they do? Besides put me on medication that’ll make things worse.’ ‘I know,’ Dalton said. ‘But you can’t deal with this alone.’ ‘I know,’ I responded. ‘But I’m not alone.’ ‘You’re right,’. He looks up at me as I pull my dress up and over my head, and he sees I am again wearing my black lacy bra and panties. The bra does not remain for long, as I reach behind and undo the clasp, throwing it to the side to join my dress on the sand beyond the blanket, my breasts now bare in the moonlight, my nipples hard with desire. I throw my knee over him so I am straddling his body, my hips above his groin. His erection is lying impressively under the silk of his boxer shorts, and I slowly. "We just talked to the contractor, uh, Dave. He said the crew is finished with the range and he wants Colonel Matthews to come and shoot for the construction people."Jeff stood. "We'll have Diana and Arlene shoot for them." Turning to his wives, "You two bring your weapons and a few loaded magazines. Let's show them what you can do."Diana looked at Jeff, then frowning a little, motioned to her daughter. "We'll meet you there," she said to her husband.Jeff had told Dave to "do it up right," for.