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Marjorie
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Added By: Peter 4/13/2003 - 12:38:11
Added To: Service for the Army (Peter)
Marjorie found she was both at peace and reeling to realize that she had so easily moved into common prostitution. Terrible word “common Prostitution” she thought. Maybe it is a specially needed service these days when there is so much pressure on magomomy Marital Union that few marriages survive with dignity.
Guys are made to want to hump. In all the army years, she had guys complain that ‘all they wanted to do was go home hump their wives, but it did not happen, there were always objections, accusation, and assessment of unworthiness.’ The ordinary guy did not want to hump because he was a sex maniac or anything like that. He wanted to hump because he wanted good relationship. It seemed to the Major, from his high ground of magnificent and sheltered isolation, that most women abused their god given attractiveness for desecrational reasons.
He thought the world was descending into madness with all the talk of ‘blowjobs’ ‘head jobs’ when the guys he had knew only wanted to go home and have an ordinary hump with his wife.
The Major had not had conceptual problem with prostitution, but the way he had seen it, filled him with horror. Poor women seemed to have to bare their hearts and pretended to be excited it seemed so seamy. He was thankful to GrayPower for providing the environment for a ‘libido relief’, with most of his encounters being arranged by the wives themselves. “just exhaust him a bit, buy me some peace” he would be told.
He also thought it was strange that she as a transgendered was on the mat doing libido relief work. Why not cultivate women for this. But Sarah had told him that women on the job never worked, for routinely women play too many games and were manipulative. The guy wanted to step up, do it, and take off. The transgendered could keep to this benchmark script.
But for Marjorie, she had been given the buxom parts that men found attractive. If they needed relief, Marjorie was happy to oblige. She was well paid for it, but that was not all that important to Marjorie. ‘Why not pat a dog that needs a pat’? It was little enough to allow some poor fellow fellow to see and touch her endowments and then jiggle a tad before release. ‘Lovely to oblige the poor bastards’. They were just trying to live!
Besides, it was nice to have a bit of a touch up and a tad of pleasure for herself. Marjorie started to think that sex was much easier for a women. She realized she only had to lie there. She did not have to get it up, get it in, and keep it going. All the precipitation and achievement was the men’s responsibility. That is why she loved to offer assurance ‘good on you Dearie, you sure have a weapon of mass seduction’ ‘You can do it. Come on Oh dear what you do for me’. There was a fair bit of bullshit in this, but it did not hurt to use poetic license to assist the real to live.
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