I started texting a few of the buddies I went out with last night. I asked if they remembered me going home with anyone. None of them were helpful. Ap...arently, I wasn't the only one who couldn't remember much of last night.A wave of depression set in over me, followed quickly by an intense worry. How was I going to get this off?As much as it freaked me out to have this device locked around my most important body part, I decided that patience and calm were the best course of action. I had. ‘Play your cards right and your drought is over.’ Jill has worked with me for 20 years, since she was 16. Despite the age gap, she is probably my best female friend – which since I know very few men these days, probably makes her my best friend of any sort. She knows how important the physical side of my marriage was and for years she has been pestering me to be more outgoing. ‘I’m not expecting you to replace Tom,’ she would say, ‘but he wouldn’t want you to turn into a dried up old prune. You. ’ Laura moaned. ‘Rub your cum into my belly and then go bring another bottle of champagne.’ ‘Does Greg really just take your ass?’ ‘Yes, he loves to fuck my ass hard.’ ‘He must stretch you open. You rarely let me have your ass.’ ‘I know, I save it mostly for my lover because he enjoys fucking me there so much. Sometimes I even encourage him, I offer Greg my ass if he doesn’t just take me that way.’ Dan groaned aloud, she just gave another example of Greg’s primacy over her husband. ‘Do you suck. That last part, Rey, that's the part that'll keep the men in the field. You'll have to convince my First Sergeant and the Company Commander each week we send someone out. When things go wrong, it'd better be minor, or Chief Agent Rojas will find the Army's cooperation drying up."Rey watched Sandy, with a rueful look on his face. "Jesus, Sandy, why the hell aren't you working for me?" Rey, I read about situations like this, these politics. In novels. I didn't think I'd ever live one. Ben is.