.. "I love you," I whisper. The stalls and arcades of the shopping district beckoned gaily as we stepped out of the ancient taxi. Fingers entwined, we... meandered down through the crowds, exploring the wares. Luxurious designer stores mix freely with canvas stalls, creating a melange of colors and sounds and smells that blend together, threatening to overpower the senses. My hand slipped lightly around her waist, slipping sensuously towards her hip, naked beneath the silk dress. She pressed. A college aged woman came over at the sound of her name. "Oh, aren?tyou just a cutie?!?" she squealed at seeing me. I was wearing a pair ofpink denim shortalls that day, with a yellow t-shirt that had lacyfrills along the collar and sleeves. The bib of the overall hid thecartoon character that claimed I was the ?cutest pwincess eva? inchildlike scrawl on the t-shirt below. I had shaken my head at Addywith it, but I knew it had some value as camouflage.I was soon left in my temporary day prison,. Instead of bemoaning her fate, this resolute woman took her eight years of high school and college ROTC training and her Criminal Science degree and enlisted in the United States Army as a shavetail Second Lieutenant. Following in her grandfather’s footsteps, she became an officer in the Military Police. Within months she was policing war torn streets in locales stretched around the world. With stubborn determination and devotion to duty came swift advancement in rank. Decorated and cited. “I appreciate it, too,” I said. It sounded so awkward and stupid when I said it, though. It was like the fumbling words of someone who was talking about borrowing someone’s Xbox controller and not their first time having vaginal sex.Claire smirked as if she expected me to say something silly and awkward.“I am going to miss this, but I am glad you are my last. I feel like you are ready to pop. Are you ready to cum for me?” she asked.My cock was bulging and ready to explode minutes ago. The.