He kept looking me in the eyes with a very sexy smile, seemed like he listened to me, but shocked me again, he pulled his cock back, away from my puss...y, then he pulled my panties down letting them fall to the ground, where he picked them up, after I had willingly stepped out of them; handed them to me with a very naughty, cute smile, I returned the smile, took my panties and I placed them in my purse, I was standing there in the middle of this crowed, panty less with a dripping wet pussy.As of. He was also granted the right to repay some old debts from his military service, and perhaps to take a wife or two for himself. My Grandfather was very generous.There was a colonel at this base, the second-in-command, who had sorely vexed the Captain when they were younger. Once this man even ordered my uncle whipped. It did not happen, a superior intervened as the perceived offense was a private matter involving a bet on a game of skill, not a military crime. But my uncle did not forget that. "On hearing that, I raised my eyes to Heaven. Please, Jesus. Not that.My mother said no, it just wouldn't work. She thanked Aunt Frances. She told her she had a good relationship with my stepdad-tobe, it looked as if they were steady now, and perhaps they would marry in a year or two. I was grateful for her persistence. Not only would I not be able to bear seven days a week of Aunt Frances, but leaving the project meant leaving Martha Jane. Aunt Frances didn't let up all day, but Mom didn't. I don't think I could do that, be with a woman. I'm just not that daring."Reaching the door to their home, Sasha took her mother's hand. "Are you k**ding? Mom, just look at you ... you're fucking gorgeous! You're in your 40's and you could still give me a run for my money. Believe me; I know lots of women who'd sleep with you in heartbeat." Sasha's wheels were spinning nicely along."Still, I don't think I could do it. I don't know any bi-sexual or lesbian women, how would I even go about.