Please, at least give her a chance to decide before you bring the big guns to bear. Can you do that for me, please?”“I’m not making any promises... if she decides that I can’t see you.”“I can live with that for now. Thank you, beloved. Now let me talk to your mom.”Leanne came back on the phone.“I think she’ll lay off you long enough for you to make a considered decision. But that’s the best I could do. After that, it might not be pretty.”“Thanks for that at least.”“But for a smart woman, you’ve. "Do you really do all of those things you write about" she asked me. "Do you, well you know, do things down there, with your mouth? No one ever did anything like that with me."I had to smile, did I do those things? You would have to beat me with a board to stop me I thought to myself.I smiled at her, not saying a thing as I moved down her body to her stomach and she moved her hands to block my path. It was the stomach of a mature woman who had given birth the same year she was married, at 15.. They were in their late teens, but were about as mature as a couple of eight year olds! they whispered and giggeled looking in my direction, but i know how bratty kids can be at that age, looking to bug an older girl like me (I'm 24)! so I ignored them, returning to my book. it was dificult, as every sound they made was clearly an attempt to get my attention!suddenely,I felt tiny spit-balls of rolled up paper ploping onto my book pages! I glared toward them, seeing their smug little faces. .5. October 1985, I was in AIT at Fort Jackson I was 20yrs old, there were these two girls in the company next to ours and they were beautiful not in a super-model way. They look like Wendy and Lisa (from The Revolution), anyway I had a pass to go off base and I stayed at a hotel I had beer, and a bottle but no one to chill with I walked down to the lobby and I saw them apparently the hotel was booked full and it was late I offered them my spare bed not expecting them to accept (I was bit of a.