I reluctantly arose and headed for the bathroom in just my shorts and T-shirt thinking I'd probably freeze my ass off before I got back to bed.I was p...easantly surprised when I opened the bathroom door to find it was much warmer than the bedroom due to a small electric space heater placed there to keep the water from freezing in the exposed plumbing. I was taking a leak when the outside porch entrance door to the bathroom swung open and in rushed Beth in her heavy fuzzy bathrobe. I was startled. It was owned by the state, still with a monopoly on state contracts, including the military. I liked the uniforms. They were army green with old fashion design, jackets with Sam Brown belt, knitted green ties, and light brown shirts. On the head we carried ugly gray berets – I hated them. We looked smart, we polished our shoes and checked our self thoroughly in mirrors. It was as if I had never left the army.During my introduction, I was following this strange fellow in his footsteps. He was. . waving ... at ... meee!This time the girl next to me, Megan, and the guy behind me, actually grabbed my arms so I wouldn’t fall down! He thought I’d been drinking, at first, but Megan looked back and said that I was just emotional. So we got there and made it to our chairs, and I didn’t dare look around again.Later I found out that George, and Suzy and Richelle were behind the Sandersons, and they were crying happy tears, too. Glad I didn’t see that then!Anyway, we all marched in there, and. “Yeah, really. You may not have noticed when we were together back then, but being with you, no matter where or why, always got my motor running. Once we started our ‘wet humping’ routine, it got worse. And that last night, that last time, well…let’s just say the memory still makes my panties wet. So after I finally got over not being with you, well at least I thought I was over you, I was on the lookout for a guy who could duplicate that feeling.” “And were you successful?” “I thought I was.
Read MoreWe were going to have a nice picnic in a farm we owned. The radio was on blast and Mike and I were digging each other. Getting into some heavy petting
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