There was nobody to wave the flag at anyway. The girls and few surviving women overseas were struggling hand to mouth existence on their own. They cou...d care less about a warship visiting except as a break in the monotony. Then there was the fuel problem. It seemed men had pretty much handled all the drilling and refining. They had a big push on to get some girls and women capable of at least producing some fuel, but it looked like at least a year before they would start producing some. He laid her gently on his bed and carefully removed all her clothing, kissing and stroking her as he did so. He stripped off his own clothes then, moving from the foot of the bed and kissing the insides of her legs he worked purposefully up to her sex. He did not tease around it. He swiped it from bottom to top with his tongue then, starting again at the bottom, he forced his tongue into her. She gasped. She was sopping wet. Mark licked the whole way up to her clitoris, took it in his mouth and. How had it all gone so wrong? She had fallen in love with Mike Kimmel back then while they were both attending Western Washington University in Bellingham. He was such a confident, handsome young man, a good catch, and he knew it. Anna Manchester had been swept off her feet by his smooth talking, flirty ways. To tell the truth, she’d willingly participated in the flirting as well. Anna had been pleased at the time that she had found quite the catch. The two had been married a couple years after. And to top it off, Jack knew Buddy's wife, Brandy. He'd given her a tumble a couple of times when she was single and there was no way that Jack could imagine Brandy married to a guy as straight as Buddy. The poor girl must be going bananas by now!Jack had been thinking about Buddy all day and he fingured that he owed Brandy a favor for all the fun she'd given him three years ago. He was going to try to teach Buddy a thing or two tonight and send him home to Brandy a changed man. She ought to.