The effect of barely black hold ups and a crimson botty was rather sexy. The effect it had on me was to increase the stress on the stitching on my und...rpants and give me my own damp patch as the inevitable pre-cum started to show through. Alexa reached down brushed her hand over my cock causing it to jerk under the cotton material.She pushed me back onto the bench and kneeling in front of me, reached forward and parted my thighs. Without warning she reached under my arse and pinched it making. On my next occasion ordering a drink I decided to ask him if it would be possible to take part in the next life show. He answered that it would be no problem and offered to organise it immediately. Mindful of my earlier failure, I specified that I would only be interested on the basis of non penetrative sex. It seemed, therefore, that within a matter of minutes, the Compare was once again on his feet announcing that “Another Herr” had been found who was prepared to take on one of the girls in. He walked so fast I had no chance to make small talk.“Here we are. After you milady.” He had a small apartment only 2 or 3 times larger than the home Fran and I share. He locked the door. I put my bag on his sofa.“Live here alone?”“Alone. Except you are here now.”I said, “Shower time.” Then gave him a sloppy wet kiss and a crotch rub which he returned.I started to strip. He pulled $200 from his pants and put the money on my bag saying, “In case we are having too much fun I don’t want to forget. ’ He said without rancour, obviously accustomed to the attention they garnered.‘Just how bad was it? I thought it was just the bullet graze.’ I asked, amazed at the number of scars.‘Well, most of the stuff on my chest was the shrapnel from an IED on my first tour, and then the bullet wound from the second tour.’‘Why in God’s name did you go back if you got blown up by an IED?’ I blurted this out, probably already aware it was a crass question.He looked away for a moment and when he looked back.