Millitary Ball

My date couldn’t come to the dance. I wasn’t to dissapointed, that means I can dance with whoever I want. My friends were all their, and I hear I looked pretty hot. I had a long dark red dress, high heels, and black stockings with tigers on the sides. It was simple compared to the others, but I like simple.
Colonel Edwards’s date couldn’t come, and he mostly took pictures of the event. I was incredably attracted to him, he was an older man, but tall and handsome, and he looked great in his class A uniform, so what could I do? I asked him to dance. As ‘One more day’ played I layed my head against his chest, listening to his heart beat. I looked around at the other people, intent on their dates. I took a step back and looked into his blue eyes and kissed him softly and slowly, and then froze. I apologized as the lights went up, but he invited me back to his car. We drove to a lonely dirt road where he kissed me for close to an hour, but never going any farther. I looked him in the eye, as if to ask him what he wanted.
“A gentleman lets the lady make the first move. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” I took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, untucking it from his dark trousers. He had an incredable body for an older man, a strong chest and a flat stomach. I kissed his chest and I pulled off my stockings and my shoes and unzipped his trousers. He let out a moan as I climbed on top of him…

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