They parked next to it and went inside, "Robert, where are you?" yelled Patricia, not in anger but with joyful surprise.Robogym walked out of the offi...ce, "So you've seen the car?" Yes I have, all clean and polished. Looks great!" Yeah. And it runs pretty good."She walked up and hugged Robert saying, "Thanks. I appreciate it." She released him from the hug and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. But as she pulled her head back she held her gaze upon him and slowly leaned back in and kissed him. "But you can see..." Diane began, but trailed off. This time her common refrain was no longer apropos. "Jason, you said he was okay! Melinda said so, too! That's the only reason I went to him at all, because I thought he was clean."Cassie surged forward and placed a hand on Diane's arm. "You're absolutely right, Diane. You thought it was safe." Yeah, she's right," Richie said. "I mean, yeah, Ned and I thought he was a tool, but we can say that about a lot of teachers."Diane let out a quavering. All that she would say, at the moment, was, "We'll see."A few days went by, during which, she asked me several times, if SSG Cash was married, or had a steady girl friend. I told her that I KNEW he wasn't married. He had said he had been divorced a little before coming to Vietnam, this time. NONE of us had seen him with a girl, knowing that he very seldom went on a pass. He DID, however, have a "thing" about fucking the girls he saw his people with. They were the only ones to generate ANY. I started getting hard and I’m sure he felt it. I massaged my cock against him and said, “Mmm.” “Come on in. Make yourself comfortable,” said Joe. So I walked into the middle of the main room and slipped off my jeans and pantyhose, leaving me in just my panties, bra and top. “Have you got anything to drink, baby?” I asked. Joe disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a couple of screwdrivers. I grabbed my purse and pulled out a joint. We sat on the couch, smoking the joint and sipping.