Save some for Monday." She pushed on my chest with both hands, and I reluctantly withdrew. We had created a swamp anyhow. She sat up and pulled her sh...ft down. Overripe was the only word I can think of to describe her, eager and overripe.The preacher's plump young wife had been a bonus to my second job as a man free of military constraints. He was a Baptist or a Methodist or some such fractious dissembler, a small man in a dark suit who wore white shirts and a floppy hat and rode the circuit. No -- I will not break the bed again, It took me too long to fix it those last few times, and I really don't want to sleep on a slanted mattress tonight - so I take your hands - and gently tug you onto your feet.We stumble into the bedroom, and I stretch out in my way, laying on my back for a little while, before rolling over on my side and scooping you up in my arms and sleeping as the fork slept with the spoon on that night that the cow jumped over the moon. But I lay there collecting my. I sat down. She gave the juice glass to me and asked me to get it from me. When I got it from her she put the finger in her ass and dipped it into the juice. She asked me to take one sip and show it to her to see my patience.I drank one sip and showed the glass to her. She spit with her thick saliva inside the juice and asked me to drink. Thinking that her saliva is a nectar I drank that also. She saw me, my patience and appreciated me like a slave itself. She hold me by my collar and dragged. Lena had left for the Island of Leyte to take care of several younger brothers and sisters after her mother died, and I was still at Subic Bay and would not be leaving for nearly another year.AngelitaThree days after Lena left, I headed out into Olongapo for another drunken day on "liberty", and decided that it would be too much trouble to go to the far end of town for my first San Miguel beers.As you went out the main gate at Subic, on the left side of the street and only about 100 yards away,.