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Talk about awkward. I was at the food court on post when I noticed a girl I had met at the Slappy Cock. She was with another guy whom I can only assume was her mythical husband. Everyone knew this girl was married, but her husband was in Iraq and she went home with a new guy every night.

One night, last December, I could have had her in the back of my '87 VW Golf, but my buddy was passed out in the front seat and had the seat reclined so we didn't have a whole lot of room in back. I ended up using my fingers on her and sucking on and biting her tits. I was trying to get her to moan out so that my buddy would wake up. I remember her eyes rolling back and her pushing on the headrest that my buddy slumbered on. I wondered why he wasn't waking up as his head bounced around, and I remember her biting my neck and thinking "Ooh that's good."

They got their food and her husband decided to sit at the other end of the long table I was at. This kind of forced her to sit opposite me, albeit on the other end of the table. Her and I made eye contact and I flashed her my naughtiest "I-Have-A-Secret" smile and she looked away quickly.

I chuckled to myself and got up to throw my trash away. Playing with a married woman is a big no-no in the military. Unfortunate, that.

Oh good times, good times! Bin ich boese? Die Antwort ist nein. She knew what she was doing.