"I also put the article on an on-line site. I limited it to a three county area. I honestly didn't know why I was doing this at the time. My life was ...so fucked up when it came to relationships. All I ever had was Mom, and she died when I was twelve. My Dad never had anything to do with me, but then left me a fortune.I've only ever had one real friend and that was Bill and we went into business together. My sex life has been getting even with men by fucking them over and fucking their. “Lance Corporal Hancock reporting as ordered, Sir!”“Good. I heard that you still had one pick left. I expect you have been saving it for your hometown. How many people here that you don’t want to leave behind?“Sir, about ten. But I’m just trying for my girl friend. She’s still here.” He pointed over his shoulder to where he had left a very pretty seventeen-year-old who was smiling in her birthday suit, sandals and a big floppy sun hat. “I have some Marine buddies that I am pointing other people. He turned his attention to the neglected breast and proceeded to give it the attention the swollen nipple demanded. Clothing began to be removed, each one uncovering the gift of each other’s body. He slipped a finger into her pussy. It was as wet as he remembered those long years ago.Swirling his fingers inside her brought another moan, low and throaty. When he pinched the tiny pearl at the top of her cunt, she arched her body skyward. She offered herself to him, wet and hot with pent-up. She took a deep breath of relief now that she could relax for a bit. “I guess I'll look at my expensive egg a bit more,” she muttered to herself. She opened the box and carefully reached in to pull the egg out. Her hands held it firmly as she carried it to the counter and sat it down once more. She looked at the markings some more and ran her fingers over the surface. It was cool and smooth to the touch. Her fingers moved from the smooth surface to the trimming and she ran her fingertip along.