---Willow's eyes opened. All about her were unknown things. Bright lights,odd feeling materials, and she was traveling at high speed. Her bodyfelt som...ehow wrong! She was in some sort of carriage but there were nohorses pulling it. No magic she knew was moving it along! In horror shesaw the slowed lights ahead of her as she hurtled headlong.The impact threw her forward into the odd wheel shaped object in herhands. Her head struck against the barely visible shield beyond thewheel, knocking her. Don’t care. Countin’ th’ ironies--like sheep…help me sleep.She put her head down again.Ironic: That ‘Soldier Sue’ had volunteered her civilian husband for duty in Iraq. All right, not ‘volunteered’. She’d just passed along a request that he be flown over to spend two weeks teaching a select group of officers the same course he had been teaching—another irony--when he and Susan had met. The stipend had been generous and the offer had come at a time when extra money would come in handy—so. It turned out they needed to finish some drawings they had begun yesterday. They showed them to me. They were very realistic but incomplete. Parts of my penis and torso were missing. I told them I couldn't help unless the class instructor okayed their request. When I got back from my break the instructor pulled me to the side of the room and asked me if I could stay after class to do some posing for a few students who had not finished yesterday's work. I readily agreed. The two coeds I had. When they left she immediately made her move. As she opened her door, I pulled her T-shirt off. Her boobs were definitely a size 40. Boobs have been my weakness and I was in seventh heaven. We started kissing and she had her tongue in my mouth. I took her bra off and started sucking on her nipples. Her breasts were soft and much more than a handful. I played with her boobs and her nipples Her hands were fiddling with my jeans zip. I helped her take my jeans off and she dragged me to the bed.We.