I should be OK. I hoped so. As I relaxed and thought about it, I wondered why it was so important that I didn’t disappoint Vannie. I was treating th...s return like a life-or-death situation. How hard would it be to explain that the plane was delayed or some other perfectly reasonable excuse for being late? The truth was a bit frightening. It was life or death to me. Not in the literal sense. Just that I didn’t want Vannie thinking that I couldn’t live up to my promises, no matter what! I found. He had been in the habit of visiting her 3 times a week, after their initial meeting. He had, just a few months before, returned from Vietnam, the same as us. He had been stationed up north, in country, and had seen pictures, and heard stories about Linda, but had never met her. That had been their first face-to-face meeting. He had called her "Co Linda." She hadn't been called that in awhile. They had talked for most of their first meeting, but she had placed a finger to his lips to silence. Sharon's mouth came from her mother's with a loud slurp and she quickly spoke."No, mom. Keep them on. You know how much i like the look from down there." God ... Sharon, baby ... I REALLY need it, baby. I'm all tensed up and i need it quickly. We can take a bath afterwards, but now ... just do it, honey. Just do me."Sharon looked straight into her mother's eyes from a mere two inches away, connecting with her soul in a sexual, incestual way. Her hands slowly moved down her mother's back, over. One night, while Jane was still dating Dan, we decided to go out for drinks. Dan was out of town and not expected back for a few days. Anyway, we went to a local bar. Jane had a few drinks and was tipsy (she didn’t weigh much at all), while I was borderline shitfaced. We decided to go home, and Jane talked me into letting her drive me home because she said I was too drunk. While in the car, Jane asked if I would stay with her that night. I agreed but she also said nothing was going to happen..