Her pussy was smooth looking with a wisp of light hair in a straight line going up from the top of the slit. She pulled my head forward towards her sl...it and said: “Savor the smell of my pussy from where you came and keep it in your thoughts for ever, lick it.”She took one of her hands and spread her lips allowing her labia to extend out, which exposed her clit and the vagina below it. With her other hand she pushed my face right into it. The smell of her cunt combined with the sweat of her. The event this morning was tennis. There would be a mixed doubles tournament. When I told her about this she knowingly smiled. I had played tennis in college and she had won state in tennis in high school. We basically had played all our lives. We went down to the courts. I was wearing basic stuff, a t-shirt and baggy shorts. She had a pair of tight cotton shorts on and a sports bra that barely contained her. This outfit showed off her tight tanned abs. We made a plan not to show off as we. ”“Jess, you’re still the odds-on favorite for the vascular surgery fellowship at UofC, right? And you were offered the cardio-thoracic fellowship at Northwestern.”“Yes, but I want a trauma fellowship. I wish UofC offered one, but they never have. Doctor Barton has tried to get them to create one, but our ER just isn’t as busy as Cook County. I pretty much have to decide by Friday if I’m going to take the Northwestern fellowship. I probably will; I think it’s a better choice, even though the. ’ Shaking her braids, the woman continued her sermon, one that would have done the hell fire and brimstone preacher that she had grown up with proud. ‘The only thing that man loves more than this country and the Navy is those girls. For the past nine months, he has stayed here for them.’ Her dark eyes bore into Jill’s soul. ‘You know how hard that is for a man like him. Sending his guys off to face god knows what danger while he watches from some damned satellite feed? But his daughters.