" As I was barely sixteen and underage (having lied to become accepted — they didn't take mere boys in those happier days, but sadly nowadays they f...orce them into service even younger) and had none of my manly hair, my request to also join the Marines also was denied. Being undersized and thin (I was still growing like a weed) it was decided that my best use might be as a Scout and thus soon found myself in the care of Old Venial, even then our most senior veteran scout and trainer. He didn't. It was upto her.Then our frdship and chatting took a turn and we started chatting frankly on sex.We asked each other about out bodies and sexual orientations and feelings.Suddenly she asked for my foto. I sent her mine and asked for herShe also sent me her fotoShe was not slim but was having a nice body with gud height and curves and nice smiling face.She too told me that i was hot.She told me that her hubbies ship sails a lot and this time it was 25 days for him to be away and he will not come. I was still pumping out adrenaline from the first shock, so this didn't really affect me much. A Cuban working girl, probably in her late teens. Pretty, in a coarse sort of way: too much makeup, and white shorts that were so tight you could see the outline of her pussy.I made another stab at putting my pants on, and Mort looked at me and said "Where the fuck you think you're going?" Listen, I'm really sorry about this. I think it would be better if I just left, so you and Noel can -" You fuck. Sunday at Mass Shelia thanked me for the rose. She said it was a sweet thing to do and she was sorry I got razzed about it. By contrast, her teammates on the cheerleading squad thought it was very romantic. I didn't ask her out, although I was dying to, because it hadn't been a week since my big fuck up. (You'll notice that I am not one for cussing much, never have been. But sometimes only one expression is appropriate to describe something, and fuck up was it for what I had done.) Shelia's.