An Interracial Interlude, the Married Soldier and Gay Student Nurse
A late night pick up and tasty snack
I was a naughty college kid, well, a student nurse exactly, and found the coursework far too easy. I had too much time on my hands. Growing up in a small beach town, where I was bullied and teased for being gay, I pretty much did my own thing. Older, taller and physically fit, no one dared make a move on me without my consent. I liked the attention, welcomed the stares and sniggers, even encouraged it by how I walked, tal...