.. Well it was a Saturday night, and there I was, stuck on CQ (Charge of Quarters-guarding the soldiers barracks while they sleep.) CQ is a 24... hour duty, and can get pretty boring sometimes, so I called my husband, Joe to come keep me company. He picked up the phone and said he would be there in about 20mins. The other soldier on guard is what we like to refer to as part of the 'geek squad,' or the group of soldiers that prefers to lock themselves in their room playing various board. Come up to our bedroom.” I head up to our bedroom. When I get to the door, I pause not sure what to expect. I open the door and walk in. Lynn is sitting on the edge of the bed in her robe. She looks like a woman who has just had a wild night of sex: makeup ruined, hair disheveled and face flushed. The heady aroma of sex fills the room. “Strip and lie down on the bed! Don’t say anything until I tell you to.” I am not used to Lynn using such a commanding tone with me, but my dick responds to it.. I like it, so that is all it takes.Poof! Chris no longer exists legally. I am washing away his past andall connections to it.Besides he isn't really Chris anyway. Chris has always been a lie.He was born to be a sissy. No real man would have ever let me do allthis to him. That's why I have no pity. None. He's getting exactlywhat he needs. He owes me. I am taking away his birthday given to himby his whore mother, in October and replaced it with a springbirthday given to him on this day by me, his. I had spent about six hours and plenty of money on a new shirt and pair of trousers for the night, but you looked utterly gorgeous in what you were wearing. I didn't realise until you told me later, that you were as nervous as I was.After the party finished at about 2am, we decided to go out to a club. I was the proudest person there - you were able to make me feel comfortable dancing with me. I distinctly remember the guy that asked you to dance, and you apologised to him and told him that you.