“Jack wait for me ... I’ll be right down.”I knew surely that it couldn’t be, but it looked like she’s only wearing a very thin robe.I turned... and walked back to the sidewalk in front of her house, then made my way to her porch.I was standing at the bottom of her porch steps when she opened her front door. She really is wearing a thin robe, and she’s still behind the screen door.“Jack, please come upon the porch so we can talk. I’m not dressed properly to be seen on the porch ... I wanted you to. Fortunately, my roomate was a good bartender and he quickly mixed up a sloe comfortable screw in the largest glass I could find. Any lack of confidence I had previously was overcome with lust (and a good buzz), as I followed my swelling cock down the block to my Mrs. Robinsons house with her sloe comfortable screw gripped firmly in hand. As I stepped onto her porch, she opened her door and invited me in. Kathy was wearing a black silk knee-length kimono, her hair was down and spilled over her. It was quickly slid in to me and it felt so big I had to let out a little yelp."Oh my God I am being fucked without mercy in a men’s room at 2 am; I hope he is the guy from the internet". He was fucking so hard that my face was banging against the flusher bowl. I was feeling so hot and horny despite being a little ashamed of myself."I have been aching for this for hours and dreaming of it, and now it's happening".I savoured every moment of that fucking; and as I orgasmed I let out a long cry.As. Of course, we had a hard core of committed soldiers just like in every unit but some of the replacement soldiers taking the place of “draftees” for a few coins were unlikely to have any motivation to remain much longer.A group of officers got off the Union troop train and conferred with our command element at the rear of the improvised soup kitchen.I scuttled up close enough to listen in on their conversation and was surprised that the Colonel in charge of the train unit was taking command of.