Being a NAVY SEAL made me as tough as nails.

But no medicine could cure me; she was my drug of choice.

From the moment I saw her, I knew I'd have her the way I'd planned.

Firm body and hips I could grab onto.

Perfect for what I wanted.

She did not expect me to make her mine.

Turn her into what I needed her to be, my therapy.

Then I'd get it all out of my head and be able to be productive again.

She thought she was there to interview an American Hero.

But she was there to satisfy all of my needs.