Since the commons was two stories tall, with wide clerestory windows in the high gables above, there was space above the children's rooms and the two ...bathrooms. This loft, to which there was a staircase, served as the area for the television and any other entertainment equipment. Several bits of soft, threadbare, secondhand furniture clustered around the television in a semicircle. Dark curtains adorned the windows in that end, an attempt to minimize the glare.The children each had their own. It definitely was a change of scenery for this midwestern hayseed. By the time I completed level two training I was feeling much better about myself. I didn't really try to date any of the locals, although some of my buddies did. Two came real close to being court marshaled when a couple of dads found out the soldiers were plugging their underage daughters. I paid for prostitutes about once a month and that was enough to take the edge off. I stayed with the program because the pressures were. "Whatever," she said, carelessly.He steeled himself and reached for an area of skin maybe six inches above her knee. Her rubbed with the first two fingers of each hand, and the opposing thumbs."Mmmm," she said. "That's nice, but you need to go higher." She lifted her head and looked up at him. "And don't be afraid to touch me, Bob. I need a firm touch right now."He dipped another two fingers of Badger rub and spread it along the back of her thigh, almost touching where, on anybody else, there. I sat up, grasped the hem of her dress and pushed it up past her hips - no panties! What the hell!? I stared in a stunned trance for a few moments at her mound, already glistening with her juices from my rough attentions on her breasts.I snapped out of my fugue and rapidly removed all my clothes, trying vainly to get my trembling under control. I parted her legs with my knees and positioned myself at her entrance. Once lodged, I carefully leaned over her until I was firmly in place over her.