Damn, I wish I could have...
But now, my exes were either 1 or 3 years youner than I was...or she was 8 years my senior.
HYE began to panic when a girl tried to help you get your chem gear on...and she had to reach between your legs, and you could feel her knuckles dragging across your junk...tying the pull cords together, IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE SQUADRON?
(Context: she had to, because I had no manual dexterity with chem gloves on, and I couldn't feel with my fingers due to the thickness of the vinyl gloves, and I was panicking because I was engaged at the time)