I reached down beside Bethie for the remote and switched off the TV. I heard Bethie's quiet even breath as she lay sprawled across the pallet under a ...sheet. Beside her Lizvette lay silent, curled into a little ball, her legs tucked up against her body, the toes of her colorful ankle socks peeking visibly from under the cover, her ever-present gold anklet reflecting what light remained on her right foot. I noticed attached to it was a small heart shaped charm. My own heart tickled in my chest. I finished college, still regularly fucking those black football players. We were married after I graduated. We moved many times, and I always enjoyed finding young, black Privates to fuck at all our bases. But it was in Italy where I finally learned what the neighbor's BCW symbol was all about.We were living in base housing in Italy, and we became close friends with one of the couples in our building. The husband is Randall and he was a Sergeant First Class like John was at the time. He also. I didn’t run into her, she decided to visit me. Broke and in need of a place to stay, Tara had returned to her parent’s place. With her came two children ages three and one. When she decided to look me up she brought them with her.Paige was at work when I answered the door and found Tara and her children there. It’s a good thing she was because as soon as I opened the door Tara walked right up to me, while holding her one year old in one arm, threw her free arm around my neck and gave me a kiss. The pool side separated them below the waist. As Jake continued whispering in Kelly's ear, he gently kissed her hair and neck. Slowly he ran his palm up her arm and drew her hand into the pool. Remembering what Steve had said, Jake entwined his fingers in Kelly's and lowed her hand into the water. Using both his and her hand, he led her to grasp his substantial cock. He guided Kelly's fingers up and down its length. Still whispering to her, he gently removed his hand. Kelly, in a daze, left her.