She wrote an email saying she was thinking of leaving him. Her mind was filled with the anger of him never there when she was alone and dealing with t...eir child. She railed against the Army and how it always got in between them. Her finger was over the mouse when he popped on. ‘Hey baby!’ Brent said in his message. ‘HI! OMG I miss U!’ she replied. ‘Miss u too honey. Got news…going to Kuwait soon, maybe out dunno.’ The words popped up next to his smiling face. Jessica’s eyes widened. He always. His upper arms seemed to be the same size as Willy’s thighs, and it seemed it didn’t matter what Dale wore: anyone could tell what a fantastic body he had. It was obvious he’d broken his nose a couple times and most likely reset it himself. He had a couple of small scars on his right cheek and another just above his left eye. Willy thought it only made him look more rugged and masculine, more manly. Willy was thinking that Marines probably wished they could look that good. Dale’s fingers were. Nevertheless, she adhered to the daily treatment set up by the personwho had done her piercings. Not all of the required preparations were painful. For instance, shaving herpussy was something she hadn't done since she got married, and it was fun todo again. Yes, of course, she had shaved her pussy many times as a teen andcollege student in her twenties but her husband had encouraged her to let herbush grow. She thought it would be nicer to eat a shaven pussy but he saidhe liked the feel of her. " Oh, I'm sure. I wanted to call you to let you know. And of course I sent out the corrected letter the next morning." I grinned. "My mother framed both letters together in a diptych."She giggled nervously. "I haven't smiled this much in months."She hesitated, then added, "Would you like to come over for dinner sometime with Charles and me?" Charles? Oh, Professor Wood?" I had no idea whether this was normal protocol, but I really liked her already, and was really looking forward to his.