"Bobby? Marie? Is everything okay?" Mom rushed into the room, lookingfrazzled.By the time Aunt Marie stopped spinning me around, my screech hadturned ...nto giggles. I was still catching my breath as she sat me onher hip. "Honestly Irene, you're such a worrywart."Mom frowned at my aunt, but it didn't last long and was soon replacedby an odd grin. "You're right, I do worry a lot." You've got it, Sis; a party is the last place you want to bring downwith a bunch of worry." What party?" Even as I. On the way out of town we make a quick stop at a cop spot and I pick up some versed just in case. We arrive first thing in the morning and decide to stop and get a room for a few hours of rest. I am not able to quiet my mind enough to do more than doze off. I am restless and ready to meet the man of my current fantasy. We find the address and I have already planned how I am going to get into the house. In my hand I am carrying an envelope that is sealed. Inside there is a blank piece of paper.. ’ ‘I’m going to kiss you for those kind words,’ Claire said. ‘But that’ll have to wait until we’re inside and out of the view of these little curtain-waving bitches. They’ve already complained to the Chaplain about us and he’s asked the CO to find out why I have two men living at my place. My first inclination was to just say, ‘It’s none of your fucking business’, but Spencer had a better idea. ‘Just tell him David is your brother. That should satisfy them.’ Well, my feeling about satisfying. I had gone alone, since my beloved Ana had chosen to spend the night going out with some of her slutty girlfriends. I knew she would come back home without her panties; I was not worried about her naughty behavior. Now I looked at Jenna, my conservative Boss’ wife. A sensual lady in her early fifties, really gorgeous and worth a good fuck. She was a very sensual woman, but she looked as she did not know it.When I greeted her, I remarked that her outfit and the way she looked was hot enough to.