How wrong can a girl be?The trouble was every girl and woman where I worked was in the same boat, husbands, sons, brothers and uncles, all men, there ...ere scant few around except for those invalided out and regardless of their deformities, they were surrounded by hundreds of stressed and very lonely women, aching for comfort and a bit of loving, the only kind men can give.I was eighteen at the outbreak of hostilities, back then, which seemed like a lifetime ago everything was all excitement. She had been up and had showered before he got out of bed. When he went in he didn’t close the door to the bathroom as he peed, brushed his teeth, then got naked to take a shower. He did not notice Justine was watching him and did not realize what he had done until he stepped out nude and saw Justine smirking at him. He hurriedly apologized as he wrapped a towel around himself. ‘Sorry, I am always alone or with a guy and never close my bathroom door.’ ‘It’s OK, I didn’t look, much.’ She was. A guy called Paul had messaged saying he was interested in the shoot and he had been wanting to do something like it for a while. My ad had mentioned about doing an “erotic” shoot so those who applied kind of knew what was involved, so I wasn’t surprised that he had included a selfie picture of himself. It was a clothed pic but I could see he had a nice physique, was reasonably tall and had a good look about him. I decided to reply and ask him when he was available to do the shoot. It was. Well, I think that its time for us to get even better acquainted, she said after the pleasantries were exhausted. I watched in complete admiration as Cindy walked up to Bill, drew him up from his chair and placed her arms around him… drawing his pelvis firmly to her and hugging him. As she kissed him I smiled and excused myself saying, I think Ill go and fix us some drinks. I slipped into the hallway going to the kitchen, but stopped to watch what transpired. Cindy took Bill by the hand and.