The need to be ready communicated itself down to the Corps of Cadets. Never had Samantha's mother and aunt seen children so utterly serious about what...was really intended as just something to keep them occupied. Every cadet platoon made it their mission to wring every drop of information from their mentors. The original plan for an hour's instruction was swiftly left in the dust. Frantically they studied the weapons and tactics, with most cadets qualifying on their units' weapons. For two. ‘I have mistaken you. Please forgive me, Commander, for being so blunt.’ ‘Forgiven. No harm done, and forgotten.’ She appeared to want to say something else and I waited for her. Her voice turned suddenly light and fragile and trusting, ‘My husband was a captain in the Marines….’ She pursed her lips tightly, and I noticed she gripped the edge of the table to steady herself. ‘Was…?’ I ventured, when she seemed not to be able to complete her thought. ‘He died in a helicopter accident… three. I wanted LOTS of cum for Pam, the preachers wife. I arrived at the preachers parsonage and knocked, ringing the bell. Pam answered, wearing a conservative knee length summer dress which complimented her 38 D tits just fine. She was also a brunette, like her daughter. Surprised to see me, she said she thought I was out of town working as Jaimie was sitting at my house. I said no, I came to talk to you about a private matter. Pam, surprised, said, "well, John, is not home right now, he is. .. in perpetuity.“And in exchange... , “ I started to say, but my wife stopped me with a kiss, as she wasn’t done yet.“Honey, how I’ve thought of it is ... if I belong to you ... I’m already a part of you. By that logic, you already belong to me, too. All of me is yours, because I’m attached to you, in body, soul, and spirit. We are woven, even fused, seamlessly into one being, one entity. What’s mine is yours, without conditions. What’s yours is mine, also without conditions. It is a microcosm.