He was amazed hiw could i missed this hot chick being my wife close friend and he welcomed her.Hii Mrs.Ava and how are you? And she told am fine Brock... how are you? Ur so busy with your work always and i havent met you in the past and being my bestie hubby.Bro was oogling at her huge cleavage and sexy thighs and mom noticed it and she doesn’t bother about it.Brock started to repair the issue and mom was sitting in the chair.Brock was oogling at her milky thighs and sexy legs.And mom was so bored. You know, Natalie Kosher, youre different from most girls Ive talked to. We should hang out sometime, maybe youre something special, he smiles, looking right into my eyes. And I melt away. Its like nothing Ive ever felt before, I just get totally lost and before I know it he stands up and walks to the edge of the sidewalk. Special? Really? A fluttery hope starts in my stomach, but despite my efforts, I cannot suppress it. The bus pulls up and Jays the first one in. Then the freshmen and I hurry. Reminds me of my reading about Vietnam – old enough to be drafted, fight, and die but not old enough to vote or drink,” she told him. “When and how do I choose?” a voice in her head told her. Vivie, looked at Gunny, grinned, and walked over to don the black coverall uniform of the Navy. She explained, “I’m used to running with the boys, but I’m not so good at marching in step.”The gut-gnawing hungry pair headed out to eat. They entered the ship’s chow hall and approached the section. I kept looking at it as it seemed big for a kid his age. He told me that his older brother (in his 20's) had some of those little dirty comic books, "eight pagers," they call them. Dick Tracy, Popeye, Little Orphan Annie, Superman, etc. As soon as I heard that I all but begged him to let me see them. He agreed, and we went upstairs to his apartment, and then to his room. His room was a typical boy's room, clothes all over the floor, and no shades on the windows. He went to a chest-of-drawers.