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I left Lackland on a Tuesday. I was allowing forty-eight hours of travel time to New York as Thursday was the wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. I figured it would take me forty-four hours to make the trip as that is how long it took to drive to Lackland from New York. Forty-four hours would get me home at about ten in the morning and that would allow me to get some sleep as Brandi told me she wanted me to be at her house at five in the afternoon.I don?t know what happened. Maybe I knew the route back to New York because I had driven it once already or maybe I was driving over the speed limit or maybe my stops for a quick nap were shorter than they were on the first trip but I made the nineteen-hundred-mile trip in just over thirty-eight hours and got to my house six hours quicker than I thought. I got to my house at six in the morning and after saying hello to everyone and eating some breakfast I went to bed and got up at ten am.I headed over to Brandi's house at about eleven am. When I got there, I saw no cars in the driveway. Her parents had two. I figured they were out buying food and stuff for the party. I went up to the door and rang the bell but got no answer. I knocked and still not getting an answer I went and got the spare key they have and let myself into the house. I checked all through the house and there was no one home. I put the key back where they kept it and left.I went, instead to Charley?s, a bar I used to frequent, and sat at the bar. The bar was empty except for Charley, who was doing something in the back room at the end of the bar, and the bartender. A good-looking gal who, I saw, was named Embea. She asked me what I wanted and I told her just a glass of draft. She went and got it and I threw down a five-dollar bill on the bar. She took the bill and brought me back my change.The beer cost fifty cents and I was surprised that it was still only fifty cents as draft beer before I went into the Air Force was fifty cents. I then got a better look at her and she looked so familiar. I have a crappy memory for names but I don?t forget faces. I finished the first beer and ordered up a second. She refilled my glass and took a bill and I told her to keep the change. She thanked me and rang a bell behind the bar. It is a tradition to ring the bell anytime a bartender gets a tip at Charley?s.I got some change from her and went over to play some pinball. As I played my game, I kept looking at Embea and tried to remember where I knew her from. I also saw her looking at me and it seemed she was having similar thoughts about me, judging by the look on her face. I ran through my four quarters at the pinball machine and went back to the bar to get another beer.She took my glass and refilled it and set it down in front of me and said, ?Good luck?. That meant that the beer was free. She stood there looking at me and I was looking back at her. We both knew we knew each other and we were both trying to figure it out. Suddenly I remembered and so did she because she said, ?Rube?? at the same time I said, ?Brick??. She reached over the bar to hug me and I hugged her back.I looked at her and said, ?Wow! You look so good and so different. Not that you ever looked bad but you used to have your hair all teased up and blond. Now it?s down Eskişehir Escort and loose and dark brown. You have also lost weight. I know we haven?t seen each other in almost four years but it took a while to recognize you.She looked at me and said, ?Look who?s talking about looking different. You used to be a scrawny kid. Sort of tall but skinny. Now you are at least six inches taller and all filled out. Just look at how so well-muscled you are now. If I had passed you in the street, I sure would not have recognized you. It?s those dark brown eyes of yours that gave you away.?I then said, ?I recognized that little mole that you have right in front of your left ear.?We hugged again and I said, ?So how have you been? Have you been working here long? I used to hang out here but I don?t remember you working here then. What is this ?Embea? name also? I know you called yourself ?Brick? but your real name is Janet.??Well, my story is kind of crazy. After I graduated high school I went wild. Getting drunk, getting high, and fucking everything with a cock that I could find, and sometimes anything with a cunt. After a couple of months, my parents kicked me out of the house so I would crash with anybody who would have me.*quot;So that brings me to the name that I have now. Since I was fucking every guy and some gals that I met I soon earned the name ?Mattress Back? shortened to ?MB?. I was called MB for so long that I adopted the name but started spelling it Embea. I have told everyone that the Em in my name is from the first name of my grandmother Emily. The Bea part is from my Aunt Beatrice?s name. It gives it some legitimacy and saves me from answering some questions I don?t want to answer.*quot;Although, telling you is different. When we met in science, I already had a bit of a bad reputation. You never looked at me weirdly and when you talked to me, I never heard you say anything judgmental about me or anyone else. I liked you almost from the moment I met you and those dark brown eyes of yours were hot.*quot;So, one day, I decided to take you to that spot in the woods. I don?t know why, but I was wanting to fuck a guy who was a virgin and you were so fuckable. You were also so innocent and naïve. I had so much fun explaining to you what you needed to do with me I almost laughed out loud. Plus, me teaching you exactly what you needed to do you were able to give me some great orgasms. I do apologize now for calling you ?Rube?. You didn?t deserve that.*quot;I laughed and said, ?Well I go by Tom but meeting you was one of the better things that have happened to me. You are right. When I met you, I didn?t know anything about sex other than what me and my friends would talk about when we were just hanging out, and, oh shit, were we wrong about so many things.*quot;You showed me what it was to have sex and, to tell the truth, I was a ?Rube?. The lessons you taught me have served me well. You were a great teacher and you have no need to apologize. Tell me though, how did you end up here, tending bar.??As I told you already, after high school I started partying pretty hard. In addition to fucking just about everyone I met I started drinking and then went to drugs. All kinds of drugs from marijuana to eventually heroin.?I was a mess and I soon Eskişehir Escort Bayan was living on the streets. Then one day I was crashing outside the back door of this bar. Charley found me and brought me into the bar. I don?t know why he even touched me. I was filthy. I must not have bathed in months but he got me up and took me upstairs to where he had a small apartment with a bath. He bathed me and then he made me some soup to eat.?He was very firm about me eating that soup so I did. Then he stayed with me as I went through withdrawal from the drugs. It was hell. I would curse him and hit him and call him all kinds of names but he just stayed with me.?I couldn?t figure him out. He didn?t even try to fuck me even though I offered him my cunt, mouth or asshole just as long as he would get me a fix. He just stayed with me and after about a month I started to feel sober. A feeling I hadn?t felt in a couple of years. That was a year ago.?At that time Charley offered me a job tending bar and doing whatever else was needed to run the bar. He even told me I could live in the apartment upstairs rent-free. He had just lost his last bartender because he moved out to California. Charley had only one stipulation. I had to stay clean. So, here I am. A little over one year clean and sober. I don?t even drink. I am happy and Charley treats me well and he has never so much as touched me.She then lowered her voice real low and said, ?I think Charley likes only guys but I don?t care about that. He is just a good guy.?So, you must have graduated high school by now. What have you been doing??I told Embea, ?I graduated high school in June of last year. In July I joined The Air Force because I was hot to be drafted. I am a Law Enforcement Cop and I enjoy the work.??So, what brings you back here???Well, in my Senior year, I met a girl named Brandi. I don?t know what it was about her but I fell in love with her the first time I saw her. In fact, I first saw her at a picnic at the end of my Junior year and I fell in love with her and I didn?t even know her name. Then on the first day of my Senior year, I was standing in the cafeteria with my bag lunch when a friend of mine came in and he was with a cousin of his and Brandi. The girl I had seen a few months before and couldn?t get out of my head.?It?s not like I was some kind of wallflower or anything and I owe that to you. You gave me confidence and I went out with lots of girls and even had a, sort of, steady relationship with one. So, when I met Brandi, I couldn?t believe that we went to the same school. She was going steady with a guy and was wearing his Senior class ring on a necklace around her neck. There is a ?Bro Code?, at least for me, so I had to be content to just seeing her at lunch and nothing else.??That doesn?t explain what you are doing here now.??Ok. So, at the end of three months, I noticed, one Monday, that Brandi was not wearing the necklace with the class ring on it. I thought, maybe she just forgot it but she went the rest of the week without wearing that stinking ring and on Friday of that week I asked her out on our first date. We went to a movie and it was like we were on fire.?We started kissing, real deep, heart pounding, heavy breathing kissing. Escort Eskişehir We didn?t see any of that movie. After we left the movie, we got into my car and I drove into a vacant lot and we started kissing again. I rubbed her tits through her clothes and even rubbed her cunt. Pretty soon we were dry-humping. I couldn?t believe it. I never got that far on a first date before. I don?t know how far we would have gone because we got interrupted by the police and they told us we couldn?t park there.?The next week we went out again but that time it was to a drive-in movie. We went so far as to having our pants off but I stopped because I didn?t have any rubbers. On our third date, we fucked for the first time.?She told me, before we started fucking, that I needed to go slow as she was a virgin so I did and stopped pushing in every time she said it was hurting but soon, I was in her cunt, balls deep. We both came and after I pulled out and took off the first rubber, I put on a second one and we fucked and came again and then again, a third time.?It was crazy. I couldn?t believe how exciting it was. When we were done fucking, we went to a burger joint and got a couple of shakes before I took her home.?On my drive home, I decided to buy my rubbers by the dozen so we would always have enough. My head was spinning. I hardly knew what was going on with me but what I did know was she was who I wanted to spend my life with. For the rest of the school year and until July, when I had to leave for basic training, we fucked like rabbits every time we were alone together.?Understand, it wasn?t like she was my first piece of ass. You have that spot. There was also one other chick in the Summer between my Junior and Senior year. The sex with you and this other girl was great but the sex Brandi and I have with each other is different. It?s like electricity passes between us. I don?t know how else to explain it.*quot;I also told Embea about the incredible ways we fucked. I told her everything from the ?Crazy Fucking? to watching her easily fuck that guy in front of me at the drive-in. I told her how Brandi was just mesmerized by the size of the guy?s cock who we saw fucking his girlfriend in the cemetery. How she not only drooled when she saw it but juices started dripping out of her cunt too.*quot;I paused and Embea looked at me, dead in the eye, and said, ?You still haven?t explained why you are here now.?I looked back at Embea and said, ?Brandi and I are getting married on Saturday. Today is our wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. Brandi isn?t home but she doesn?t expect me there until five O?clock so I stopped into Charley?s to kill some time until five.?She got a strange look on her face but didn?t say anything. I sat there staring back at her.After a few moments of silence, she said, ?So you?re the one.??I?m the one, what???I?m not sure I should say anything. Maybe I?m wrong.??Wrong about what? If it involves me, somehow, then the only way you will know you?re right or wrong is to tell me. I am not that dumb kid you knew four years ago.*quot;*quot;I can see that you are not that shy kid I met years ago but still, I don?t want to hurt you or your possible future. I feel like I am in a lose/lose situation here.??Look, let me take that load off of you. I will not hold anything you tell me against you. I know you?re a good person and what you did for me years ago made me the strong and confident person I am today. So, tell me what you know. Good or bad. It is my problem and not yours.??Ok. Let me begin then as long as you promise not to kill the messenger.?