Sarah, genuinely trying to be helpful, leaned down and pulled on the sides of his pants, which then immediately began to slide, and with a sudden wet ...slosh* his pants did come off, completely down both legs. But unfortunately, right along with his boxers. Acutely aware that he was now naked, and his erection was free and pointing directly where it morally shouldn't be, he began to turn and cover himself.Sarah, being directly in the line of fire, never had a chance. Mike's dick hit her square. To this day, I cannot remember the name of the film apart from that it was set in a ‘health farm’. A car drew up at the entrance, a good looking guy in his 40’s got out and walked into the reception of the ‘farm’. The shot moved to the girl sitting behind the desk. As it did so, Nikki murmoured “recognise anyone.....?” and as I stared at the screen, I could clearly see that – apart from a very different hairstyle and make up – THAT WAS NIKKI!!!!!!!! “OH MY GOD!” I thought as the guy spoke some. He was always behind the camera, doing technical things that got little credit but made him boatloads of money anyway. In the course of a lifetime, he’d married his girlfriend, made enough money to be more than well off, lost his wife to breast cancer, a son to a DUI and remarried again in his 50s to Janice, a lovely woman 20 years his junior.By that stage of his life, he’d had a few health scares of his own. The stress of always working under a deadline took its toll. Diabetes, hypertension, a. For one thing, as a corporal, I wouldn’t be rooming with the enlisted guys, but with the NCOs. The Army frowned on fraternization. I also knew that I was going to probably be transferred to a different platoon, or maybe even a different company. Again, they figured it wasn’t a good idea to keep you with the guys you had been fucking around with as a Private or Specialist. You needed a certain degree of detachment. The same would happen if I was promoted to Sergeant. That was a real possibility,.