I had no intention of raising my long skirt tofind out, surrounded as I was by so many women. I realized I had nothingnow which they themselves did no...t have, but it would not have beenproper to view my genitalia in such surroundings. Still, as I moved mylegs, my lack of male organs was obvious to me, and I felt a deep senseof loss.As a student, I had studied ancient Greek mythology, so I was well awareof the legend of Tiresias. Upon reading that story, I had reflected uponwhat it must have been. ”“He is a piece of shit for fucking another mans’ wife.”“I loved it too. His cock was wonderful.”“How wonderful will it be when I cut it off and shove it down his throat?”“Don’t you dare. He makes me happy. Happier than you ever did.”I looked at her. I looked deep into her eyes.“What happened to us? How do you turn off love? Or was it just lust?”“I loved you. I really did, but I just needed a man with something better. He is better, for me. I’m sorry Mick. I guess I’ve been sounding like a real. A woman has to have double Ds to look busty in the desert camouflage uniform. If we’d been stationed in Germany or Korea or one of the places where American servicemen and women had been stationed for decades, in our time off we could wear whatever we wanted, but in Saudi we rarely wore any kind of civilian clothing at all, and never off base. I’d seen Kaylee in DCU pants and a T shirt, but that was the extent of viewing her girlish charms. To be truthful, she didn’t fill out a T shirt to the. “Cock, please,” she said.I looked between her spread legs. Giselle, now on her back, had moved her tongue to Beth’s clit, and was flicking at it rapidly. Beth’s vagina, soaked with her own juice and Giselle’s saliva, was now wide open, searching for company.I eagerly crawled up onto the bed, positioning myself behind Beth on my knees. The tip of my cock was only inches from her opening.“Now…” Beth moaned, pushing her hips back towards me. “Please…”Jesus, I thought. That’s the first time I’ve.