.”“I did not fly them,” Hanna sighed. Greg worried about me.”“Now I regret it,” he said. “She outflies me in this thing any day of the w...eek.”“Hold that thought,” Dan said. “Hanna, Cindy’s...”“Cindy’s HERE,” she chirped. “Hanna, let’s see ... Haley. She’s Bill’s wife. Deena, Bill’s daughter. Sandy. You’ll meet Dan 3.0 and Nina. Carlita. And Brindy.” She smiled. “Sisters, Hanna’s my first view into possibilities with wings on them.”“C’mon, folks,” I said. “Crawfish in the hangar. Fly. No. Nothing's wrong." She was shaking violently now at the pleasure of his touch. Suddenly the coffee cup toppled, coffee spilling onto her dress.They both jumped, but that only made matters worse. Now the coffee was all over both of them."Let me help you," Albert said, brushing off her dress with his hand while he held her shoulder with his other. "You better get out of that dress."Suddenly they both saw the absurdity of the scene they were enacting, and laughed. Betty threw her arms around. When Uncle Sam and I separated, he got custody of my girlfriend, who was still in the Army, not that I failed to understand. She just didn’t have time for me what with everything happening, plus we both cheated enough times to have doubts about our future. There wasn’t much bitterness, especially since she was still serving our country and I was proud of her for that. It wasn’t my fault that my ties to the Army were severed, but since she was still whole, Adrienne still hoped to make a career. Her sobbing returned as I spread her legs. She didn't resist, resigned to her fate. Her cunt had dried since Reg had used it, and, gee whiz, I didn't have any lube in the apartment, so I just rammed my erection into her. She screamed in pain, which almost made me cum right then and there, but I was determined to prolong my little girl's ordeal.As I moved in and out of her suddenly-lubricated slit (whore!), I took to reminiscing out loud."Remember the first time?" I asked. She didn't respond;.