Why couldn't she remember what she had for breakfast that morning? Or had she not eaten breakfast that morning? She brushed a strand of hair off her f...rehead with a hand veined and twisted from rheumatoid arthritis, the knuckles large and bony, the fingers bent and misshapen into nearly useless appendages.Her eyes fluttered as the drugs took another circuit around her body, sending her brain into swirls of semi-consciousness.She dozed.She dreamed......they were on a cruise ship, unpacking in. Seaman Black did, indeed, know how to fly ... and she had no idea Grace wouldn't ... couldn't ... take over ... if there were problems. Grace was impressed.The base Commander was, however ... shall we say ... livid?"The sooner you two ... officers ... are off my base, the better."The disdain present in his pronunciation of the word officers managed to make it a dirty word ... similar to fucking idiot or mentioning that we had only one locatable ancestor and she never married. We were careless. She told the boyfriend to sit in the chair so he could watch. She sat the young lady on the desk and started to pull her jeans and panties off. My wife looked up at her and asked if she was ok. She said yes with a voice that indicated she was in need of an orgasm after what she just watched. So my wife pulled her panties off and laid her back on the desk with her little ass right on the edge. She spread her legs and started rubbing her finger across her clit and into her pussy. She. I often found that a girl in lingerie, scantily clad or even just in short tight clothing, was often more arousing than them being completely naked. It would be nice to tease and have a bit of playful mystery around the house. Maybe it was that seeing naked women was so readily available now. Or perhaps it was just me. Either way, I was looking forward to a house full of women dressed to arouse.I leaned over to kiss my mother on the cheek, but she turned her head at the wrong moment, which.