She runs her hands through her hair, allowing them to slide down her neck to land on her breasts, she fondles them for a second before her fingers slo...wly undo the buttons on Alex’s pale blue shirt. First button, second button, third button, by now Alex can see the black dress peeping out from under the shirt Abla’s wearing. His anticipation escalates as she deliberately eases off the shirt while her hips swing and sway sensually to the music. Just before the shirt completely falls off her. This was breaking every rule in the book; the President is not supposed to campaign on military bases.‘‘I want to thank everyone for coming out and for your support. I want to thank all the men and women of the armed services for the victory over Iran. I want to thank the American people for coming together to support our military service personnel and their families while they have been separated.’’‘‘There is still a lot more to do in Iran, there is still a lot to do here at home.’’ ‘‘You all. He’s a really nice guy, and I know he’s single. His name is Lieutenant Howard Pointe and he might be just the ticket.”“Why do you say that?”“No society BS, down-to-earth, fun to be around, and he’s single.”“Hmm. What’s wrong with him?”“Nothing. He’s picky. But I think he’ll like you.”“Care to fix me up with him?” she asked as we got out of the shower.“I’ll call him when we get home.”“Cool! It’ll totally piss off my parents if I start dating an officer in the military. They’re so far left. " I was feeling a bit uncomfortable."I suppose you're right but there has to be something that will get him to change. I mean why can't he be more inventive?" Bonnie leaned forward to snuff out her cigarette and again gave me a good look down the front of her nightgown."Again I don't know what to say. I mean does he excite you?" Not nearly like he used to. Anymore I find myself looking at other men and wondering what it would be like to be in bed with them," she replied her eyes intently glued.