“Amen to that,” Brad agreed. “I was there, too, and it was exactly the way Bill described it. Those men would have gone to hell for Ali McGrath and would have thanked her for allowing them to keep her company. She is truly one of the great ones.”“Then there’s Ginger Conrad ... or Ginger Jamison Conrad,” Kim interjected. “Her husband, Charley, was a Marine pilot over there. Those idiots didn’t fly over the paddies, they flew through them. It was said you could always tell a Marine aircraft: it had rice growing in its air intake. Then Judy Morris is engaged to Mike Morris, a Marine major ... and Medal of Honor winner.”She grinned and added, “Oh, yeah ... There’s one other girl, Kathy Carlson.” Turning to the guys she asked, “Have you ever heard of Kathy-grams?”Brad Kramer was stunned. “You mean... ?”“That she’s Kathy?” Kim asked with her eyes wide. “Yep. And please note the last name. It used to be Katherine Hughes. Now it’s Katherine Hughes Carlson. She’s sort of attached to a guy

Finishing her toilet, Kim went to her linen closet and opened a brand-new set of sheets. They were candy-striped red and white. After changing the double bed, she ran the back of her hand lightly over the crisp percale, loving the feeling. What in the world am I thinking about? she wondered. Why in hell am I doing such a dumb thing now? Did I blow out my mind at that stupid picnic?Slipping on a white terry robe, she let it hang open and went out to her living room. Already it was 10:30, but for some reason she didn’t head for bed. Instead she just sat on the sofa with her head back and concentrated her mind on the memory of her kiss with Brad. Oh, God! I love him so! she admitted to herself. What a stinking shame that I have all the curves of a straight stick. The events of the afternoon and the cheering of her colleagues had simply not registered.Then she heard the door buzzer. People in the apartment complex were always locking themselves out. Over the months they had learned who

She now looked puzzled. “Wh ... what do I do with it... ? Them?” she stammered.“Well, you could touch them now that they’re yours.”Reaching out her slender hand she carefully touched and then stroked his prick. Quickly she snatched it away when it began to harden and increase in size. “Wh ... what’s it doing?” she asked, looking up at his face.Scarcely able to control his grin he replied, “It’s rising to salute your beauty, Kim.”Again she reached out and stroked the still-engorging cock with her fingers. Screwing up her courage, she reached with her other hand and cradled his balls. Or she tried to. She found that they were larger than she could hold in only one hand.“It’s beautiful,” she murmured.When she reached for the soap, Brad grinned and said, “Here, use mine. Your soap is lovely for you, but I’ve never cared to have a perfumed cock.” With that he passed her a bar of soap from his toilet kit.Kim replied with a sheepish grin and then gently began to soap his cock, balls a

Deciding he really was serious, she said, “Thank you very much.”“My God!” he muttered. “Do you realize, Kim, that that was the first compliment from me that you’ve ever accepted?” He thought for a moment and added, “Whenever I compliment you on something — particularly something to do with your appearance — you act like either I’m teasing you, am blind, or lying. Can’t you get it through your head that you are a truly remarkable woman?”Kim sat up straight in her chair, looked him straight in the eye and replied, “No, I can’t.”Brad just shook his head in frustration.Finishing breakfast, he helped with the dishes and then the two went out to the living room. As she moved ahead of him, he couldn’t help himself. He put his large hand over her right asscheek and gently squeezed.Turning her head toward him she asked, “Why did you do that?”“Because you have the loveliest pair of buns ever put on a woman is why. I can’t keep my hands off them.”“Well ... I guess it’s all right as long a

Carol Christian was in her old Toyota on the freeway close to her exit when her beeper went off. She was in no place to do anything about it, so she silenced the unit while retaining its message. Arriving at her office, she went to her cubicle before looking at it. Immediately she recognized Kimberly’s telephone number.Carol instantly had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. The ground had just dropped away beneath her. In spite of — or perhaps because of — working for an old-line law firm, Carol took great delight in regularly scandalizing her colleagues and the firm’s partners by wearing Levi’s, shorts, and anything else she could think of that was dramatically different from approved firm attire. But at the same time she received the silent cheers and approval from the firm’s support staff who were required to “dress appropriately.” Of course Carol was too, but she just ignored the rule.As it was, she had been very quietly teased by the receptionist when she came in that