I just looked at her as I dumbly held the rag to her side and our eyes looked deep into each others. “Yes.” Her voice was little more than a breat...less mutter, as though the word filled her with shame. “Fortunately, no more.” I dabbed at her skin again and I tried to decipher the swirl of emotions that seemed to rage behind her eyes. “’Fortunately’? You mean, you uh…” My throat constricted and I coughed, determined to regain my composure. ‘C’mon, man, get to it!’ “You mean you won’t be going. ”He was startled when a gravelly voice behind him said, “You described the circumstances of that picture perfectly.”Dan turned and found he was facing a very large woman. His first impression was that she was fat, but he realized that there was a lot of muscle on her. Her head was shaved bald. She had a single very solid looking hoop earring in one ear. She was wearing construction boots, blue jeans, and a sweat shirt. There was a large tattoo on her arm with most of it covered by the sleeve.. God I hoped nobody in the street saw them as it was obvious who they were with as the fleets R&R was popular news at the time. I couldn’t wait to find out what happened, Lynda was all smiles and Nicolette had a grin as she looked at me, I knew something happened. How did your night go, I asked to which Lynda replied laughing, ‘well that’s a silly question seeing there’s 5,000 randy sailors in town’. My God, just how far did my Nicolette go was my thoughts, was she. She knew it would be kinky, but could never have guessed the outcome.She wore a tight short dress and, it gave her a tingle to feel her long legs being ogled by the various males, but she stuck close to her friend just the same. Like most people she preferred parties with people of her own age; there was a large cross section at this one, from teenager to burly middle-aged men.She loosened up a bit as the evening went on, and found herself being engaged in conversation by many people. She then.