I slept in the next morning until the sun streaming in through the blinds woke me. It took me a moment to realize I was home. A smile spread over my face just savoring that thought. I am home. I made it! I got out of the bed and stretched lazily. For the first time in two years, I didn't have to get dressed immediately in my uniform. It felt gloriously decadent to walk out the bedroom door wearing only boxers and my undershirt.
I sauntered into the bathroom to relieve my bladder. It took a while, since my "morning wood" stubbornly refused to go away. Once I had finished urinating, it hardened again when I shook out the last few drops. I sighed as I looked down at my throbbing b***r. I needed to get laid, but I didn't know if any of my former girlfriends were still around, or available, or
