Then, I had moved up and loomed over Cathy, looking down onto the full length of that plush body, telling her how beautiful she looked. I had spaced ...out on top of that sex-warmed body. Hence I arrive at that exquisite moment with which I began this entry: me on top of Cindy, humping away and Marsha brushing my back and ass and thighs with her titties, while reminding me she wanted some of my cock action as well. I love doing a woman missionary style—all that body on body contact. And as. His hands slid around to my ass, gripping me through that skirt which wasn't very thick at all. I had no panties on either and so he was getting a real nice feel of my proud black ass.I kissed him, not caring where we were or anything. If he could grab my ass on that dance floor, in front of all those white folks, he could sure as hell kiss me too. We were on Indian land anyway and so far as they were concerned a man could whatever he wanted with his negra. The Native Americans didn't believe. I did not see the interior of a cockpit during the remainder of my term and was passed over for promotion to Major, the kiss of death to any Air Force career ambitions I might have had, so I accepted separation from active duty when the base closed.I met Bea at an AA meeting. I was too ashamed to attend one of the sessions that were common on base. I’d gone to a local meeting in Amarillo.Bea was openly critical, though she’d voluntarily entered the program after a session in rehab. She. The guyz told me that I could not hang and was a wimp to turn in so early but I was done and went to bed besides it was already 2:30 AM. My son and friends kept drinking and playing cards. What I did not know was that being our first night at the place I stumbled into my Son’s and Girlfriends room. The rooms were identical Master bedrooms so everything appeared to be the same. I never turned the lights on so I had no idea where I was. I stripped down, gave my wife a kiss and basically passed.