I'm sorry if I shock you, but I just had to talk to someone about this." We understand." I replied looking at Helen and nodding "I've got something to... show you, follow me."I got up and headed for the lounge door with Helen a step behind me, at first I thought Jane would remain where she was, but as I reached he door she stood up and followed us. Helen and I were loosening the belts of our dresses even before we got to the clubroom door; Jane was still looking at the floor almost despondently so. I stood next to him at a bar:“You know you want to buy me a drink?” I asked, smiling sweetly“Well what is it worth?” he teased.“That depends on what you want baby?” whilst leaning against him, squeezing his bicep and staring up at him with big blue eyes.“I’ve been watching you move your ass on the dancefloor”“Ah so you’ve been staring at my ass?”“I want your ass tonight” and he leaned in, feeling his breath against my neck and ear, “And I want to fuck your ass hard”“Then I’ll be needing an. " I opened the envelope. A single printed page was inside.I read:Dear Lieutenant Jackson-I haven't heard from you for years. I talked with some guys from the battalion a while back at one of those off-post bars. You know I retired next to Fort Leonard Wood. I'm double-dipping now. I ran into one of the company commanders. He's a light colonel now. We got to talking and your name came up. He told me that he thought you ended up in Texas, so I started looking.The Internet is a wonderful thing. I. What do I do to redeem myself?” “Finish what you started,” came the reply. “Only if you let me,” I responded. “Gladly,” she typed in response. Now we were getting somewhere. I had to finish what I had started - only I didn’t know what I had started. “Shall I start over or pick up where I left off?” I typed. “It’s up to you,” she typed in response. Damn. I had to admit I had no idea who I was chatting with. “How could you forget me?” she typed. Uh oh. I was deep into the conversation when I.