He couldn’t help but notice the blouse she wore, the cleavage it showed, the curve of her breasts underneath. It was a man’s shirt but worn as onl...y a woman could wear it. It was tucked inside the medium length skirt she wore, just long enough to cover the top of the boots that covered her feet and legs. It was cold outside and she was dressed appropriately for the weather, but the look was one of sensuality. The clothes which fully covered her body did nothing to conceal her radiance or her. " Abe, tell me about yourself." There's not much to tell. I graduated from high school in Tennessee and volunteered for the Marines just like my dad had. I was selected as a candidate for Recon so volunteered for that. My shooting was good even then. I went through the Recon course. I learned to shoot better and to fight barehanded. I enjoyed both. I entered a few matches and did pretty well."I was assigned to a team and did what we were told to do. After my last tour, I served for a while as. I could tell that I was not to be treated as a guest as soon as I stepped through the door; I was home.The conversation around the table ran the gauntlet of woodsman tactics to underway replenishment, taking down a crack house to dropping a gall bladder. Rhonda, it appears, is a thoracic surgeon. I felt a little intimidated. This table had one hell of a brain trust sitting at it and no one cared."Now, tell me Reggie," I said. "I know Drs have M.D.'s not Doctorates, but you said you had a. " She started, "Rick, he is the captain of the football team. I am the cheerleader captain. He is my boyfriend. He, he… Rick, why are you sitting there with that pillow in your lap? Are you trying to cover something up?" She grabbed the pillow away and yelled, "RICK! You have a hard on!" I stammered, "That… that… that does not excuse what your were doing. We need to talk about that with your mother!" "Rick, can we leave mom out of this. Can we just talk about it ourselves"? And her robe slipped.