Putting the mug down, “You’re former military?” I tilted my head intrigued.“Yup, awhile back.” He held that familiar look of recollection. �...��I was part of that Operation Classic Resolve back in ‘89. I was maybe fourteen when I decided I wanted to join the Marines. I had heard stories from the early Vietnam guys, but ... they were just stories. So it was decided,” he looks amused as he’s pouring himself a cup, “I was gonna to be a fuckin’ yut yut. I was cozied up in Lebanon when Beirut turned. I let her carry on playing with me for a little while and she fondled my balls and kissed the tip of my dick. Then she moved to a crouching position and spread her legs wide apart, quickly followed by closing them and pressing her thighs together. She repeated these actions 2 or 3 times then gave her pussy a little rub. “I don’t know if I’m weeing myself” she said “but I feel a bit wet”. I told her that it was normal for a drop of lubricating fluid to be released when she was sexually excited.. Suddenly, my eyes slammed wide open as I remembered I was totally naked. Oh well, I thought to myself. She has her PJs on, so shouldnt be a problem. She scooted herself close to me and we both started to drift off. A few minutes later, she started twisting and turning, which again woke me up. Whats the matter now Baby? I cant get comfortable Daddy, its too hot. Can I take off my pajamas? she asked. If thats what it takes to make you happy I mumbled. She slid out from under the covers and. "Any bigger and it would be too heavy. And I know ... I have to leave it in my car when I'm at work, but still, if it's legal, I carry."Now I'm REALLY thinking. "Is this something that you and Bert did together?"She gimleted me with her brown eyes. "Hell no! We were going through one of those rough patches. He took off to a job somewhere in Georgia. I took the classes. He never knew..." He never hit you, did he?" No. That would've been a bad mistake. No, he was a stupid drunk. Verbally abusive..