There couldn't be two Sergeant Pete Stansberrys shipping out from here in this time frame, Laurie thought. Her snort caught Paul's attention.
"What? You don't want to have children? I sort of thought . . . I certainly schemed enough to get into your bed. Knew the first time I saw you—hefting that melon in the grocery store like you were going to heave it at something—that you were the one for me."
"Shush, no talking," Laurie whispered. "I think we are moving into round three."
Pete Stansberry, she thought. All this time she was stewing about getting involved with a married man—one that she wanted so badly—Paul. And she'd already been sleeping with a married man and just hadn't known it. Just try to get rid of me, Paul Wilson, she thought. Damn right I want to be here and pregnant with your child when Pete Stansberry next comes marching home from war.
But then she lost all thoughts of vengeance, as it was quite obviously that round three had already started.
"One last confession?" Paul whispered before all was lost in love.
"You're shipping out for Afghanistan?"
"No," he answered, with a laugh. "I think it must be said that Susan deserves a lot of credit for getting us together. She even told me where you lived."
Knewitknewitknewit, was screaming inside Laurie's head. But just at this minute, she didn't give a shit. Susan was, and probably always would be, her best friend. Well, after Paul, of course . . . and each of their passel of kids.
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So, "Sorry Anonymous" can't accept that a woman could be free enough to be lusty and open to seeing what she wants and going for it? She certainly wouldn't be a "proper lady" if she didn't know and stay in her demur place, right? Sounds like you're as conditioned by the feminist movement of the last century as those really comfortable being on Literotica can be. I wrote this to entertain, not to fall into your literalist, narrow-minded PC sense of the box a woman should stay in.more...
Sorry--I think being any woman in this story
is demeaning and not true of the power women have in the U.S., at least, today.
Oh, the poor "lady's" looking for an available guy.
Right. This or any man will be LUCKY to get a well-educated, independent woman who'll even look at them.
Idiots. Go for girls/women too poor not to look up to you.
You men obviously don't know the political relations TODAY between women and men.
Hint: Men aren't on top.more...
So many things don't add up here. Why did Laurie go around with this unshakable, ironclad belief that Paul was married without any real evidence? Plenty of guys with kids (even had they turned out to really be his kids after all) are single, after all. Surely it was worth at least asking? And why did Paul, knowing perfectly well himself he wasn't married, never bother to approach this obviously mutually interested woman, particularly when their encounter at the party provided such an ideal platform? It seems they held out on even the most basic, stencil-outline form of making a move just for the sake of the story.
For all that, it's a perfectly okay tale: Droll, grounded, and written with confident and illustrative prose that never wastes our time. Writing-wise, it's good, even charming. But I don't fully buy this plot.more...
it's high dudgeon, not dungeon. also, teeming, not teaming. other than that, very enjoyable!
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