. yet offering me signs that she enjoyed having me near – even close to her. I ran thru my head the times we had sat down together, or "relaxed" in ...ositions that someone could ONLY label suggestive and sexual. But I had restrained myself to gently holding her, in respect for her loss, and likely because I was scared to death of making a wrong move. Yet I could feel myself liking her more, and wanting to touch every inch of her long, slim, athletic body ... No Tits? So what? She didn't need. ... The Question was where was I going. I was fading out again... the shot....I opened my eyes again... the walls were white ... I was in a bed, a Hospital. A nurse noticed I had my eyes open and she ran to fetch a doctor. I had been out for almost three months. I went out in Vietnam and awoke in Trippler Hospital in Hawaii. One look in a mirror told me how bad it had been. When I had went on patrol I was 225 pounds of muscle. They weighed me ...I was down to 135 pounds and was so weak I could. I need you. Fill me, fill me up."He tried to turn and walk away, but he couldn't. Lust filled him, andhe wasn't strong enough to resist. He pants formed a tent as he gotrock hard, straining more than his piece would allow. He beganbreathing heavily, unbuttoning his pants and kicking off his shoes,dropping them to the floor and walking over to me. I leaned back,pushing away from the couch so I was flat on the plush carpet. I spreadmy legs inviting him in.He didn't hesitate, he dropped to his. She went wild! Apparently she had forgotten her objection to that, too. I sucked hard on her labia and got my finger wet again. That time when I brought it to her ass, I pushed in a short way. She flopped her legs out to the sides and groaned, "Oh, yes! Oh, God that's so nasty! Put your finger in my ass, Chuck!"She was going wild and I was more than happy to oblige her. I again lubricated my finger and this time pushed it in up to the middle knuckle. Her cunt responded with an actual squirt of.