Celibacy

With the husband 10,000 miles away, the military wife is left to her own devices in all manner of this. And in sexual matters, a wife has but three choices: fuck around, buy some toys, or accept the imposed celibacy that deployment relegates you to. Simple. I've opted for the third of these through all four deployments and it seems to be working for me. However, my choice of terminology in referring to the other wives may lead some to believe that I have been having a string of lesbian affairs.

I am not a fucking deployment whore, lesbian or otherwise. I DO have a harem, but that's my way of dealing with all the idiots who know nothing about an FRG or a POC and who look at me like I have eight heads when I mention "my wives." Polygamy is right up there on my list of things not to do along with fucking around on my husband and becoming a lesbian. Not happening. My wives are all the girls in the platoon/company that I try to help get through deployment. Harem is a more all encompassing term, allowing me to include all the parents as well. Besides, let's face it, it is just way too fucking funny for a little girl like me to announce that she has a harem!!

So, to my harem, be warned. Apparently, there are jackasses out there who think that I am fucking half of the company's wives, having drunken orgies with all of you, and inviting parents over to join in the fun. Isn't that fucking fantastic? And a complete load of bullshit. I have a couple more months before the celibate life will end and I'm going to be getting laid by anyone, and I'm sorry, there will be a penis involved--the one attached to my husband. Sorry ladies!

I know I'm hot. . .