"I have a treat for you Major." Queenie promised. "You're always a treat my dear." he replied gallantly, "Lead on." Oi, money." The driver whined."Acc...unt dear boy, put it on the account, and come for me in shall we say forty five minutes?" Well I want paying then mind." the driver conceded and reluctantly drove away."Bloody people," the Major sighed, "Wasn't like this back in India." No Major," Queenie consoled him, "But come along in."Queenie opened the Lounge door and ushered the Major. "Just where is the mess hall?" Chris asked, and the Specialist gave us directions."You girls are a lot smarter than the guys on the other end of the building are. They have walked all over the floor in their area, and it's a mess already," she told us with a grin before leaving. I turned to Marge with a questioning look."Yes, I found the buffer in a closet. I'll move it over by my bunk before we go to chow," she told me."Is there a way to lock this place up?" one of the other women asked."We'll. As I looked at him, I could see the fire burning and his cock lengthening. The sensations I was getting from him, I could also see in his eyes. Smiling, I took hold of his hand and took him upstairs to my apartment.My tummy flip-flopping as we went. The way he kept glancing at me, caused thousands of butterflies to flutter in the pit of my stomach, which in turn made my pussy drool, soaking my panties, till I could feel my juices running down my legs. I could barely catch my breath, my heart. "Marjorie laughed, but looking at his face she realized the seriousness. Removing his thickening cock from her mouth she asked, "You want to marry me?" I have much to offer," he said as she returned to her task. "I have a lovely brownstone in Williamsburg across the bridge I share with a colleague. We could make love there, although in separate beds. I would love to hear you making love. I have no debt and much in savings and a large percentage of Delon. I am old and you made me realize I am.