“You are an evil and awful man. I don’t know why I married you!” Steve simply smiled and held his hands about a foot apart. “And that is never...ever happening again!” she finished.“Just get dressed.”Brenda selected a long button-front skirt and a short-sleeved blouse and took them into the bathroom. Ten minutes later she returned, looking better though her eyes were still bloodshot. She grabbed her sunglasses and a straw hat and followed Steve out the door. As they walked towards the elevator,. Now, looking back, I am sure that mightof had something to do with my attitude towards my feeling about being aboy too. You know, thinking that being a boy that I too might parish aswell. We had just gone thru the Cuban Crisis, Korean War was over, Vietnamwas starting up, with weekly 'killed' reports given by broadcast news,plus dad was military. One can only imagine what goes through our mindswhen we are young and how it might effect us.Since I grew up in a military family we were always on. I gritted myteeth and quickly began to warm up myself. As I stretched, I could feelmy body extend farther than I could have ever imagined and my legs inparticular could practically reach positions that would have been very...painful for me to reach in my own body. It was fun to see what my limitswere, pushing it a tiny bit further with each stretch to see how far Icould go. I'm not sure if this would make up for not being able to benchmore than a hundred pounds, but if I was going to "make. Is there any way I can salvage this and make it up to you?” He looked up at me with puppy dog eyes and I swear my heart melted.“Aw, I know you tried. I do love strawberries and champagne. Why don’t you let me take the lead, hmm?” I took the bottle from him and had a long sip.I then straddled him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned in, kissed him, and he put his arms around my waist. I pushed him back, lay over him and replicated his slow seduction moves. I trailed my hands down his.