“Would you like to start with something to drink?” he said in an Italian accent. Everything that Hollywood had taught us was that Italians were mo...re sexual by nature so this was a turn on as well. I ordered a draft, and he nodded and turned to my date. I was angry with him for being present. I felt like the guy I was on a date with was hindering my chances with this beautiful stranger. It’s not his fault, but seriously, what an asshole. “So, you’re a beer kind of woman.” He said as if he was. Unlike most of the other women, she chose to keep me instead of getting an abortion. I only stayed home a few days. I decided to go with a couple of my new buddies and see their hometowns.I guess I didn't realize that not everyone had my kind of upbringing. I felt slighted when my new friends said goodbye to their families. We might all be born equal but we sure weren't raised equal. I never really had that real family balance.Our squad headed overseas where we were to be near some war zones. “Use your tongue...” he grunted. “Oh fuck yes...” he started to thrust his hips in and out of her warm willing mouth. His brown eyes looked down into her eyes that despite the fact that she was sucking his cock still looked innocent. His cock started to throb and knew he was going to cum soon. “You like my dick in your mouth don’t you slut?” he moaned and listened to her moan in response. He withdrew and grabbed a hold of his dick. “Open your mouth.” He ordered and he started to jack himself. He reached into his bag and pulled out black thigh highs. Ohh thigh highs? I said.He reached into his bag again and pulled out a pair of black heels.And heels? I’ve always wanted to buy heels and thigh highs but I was afraid I would get caught by my folks.Take off your clothes and put these on, he said.I did as he said. I removed all of my clothes and sat on the bunk behind me. He was on the bunk across of me. As I started to put the thigh highs on, Brandon took his shirt and shorts off. He.