Y'know what? Yes!

"When you say 'lover', do you mean that you....love me? Or that you would be my lover?"

She took me by surprise. For a second or less, i laughed to myself at how a platoon of enemy soldiers doing their very best to sneak up on me couldn't surprise me, but Stacy could with only a few words. I snapped back to the present, but I decided to do what I would back in the war: go for it like I meant it, and let fate sort out the consequences.

"Both. I love you, Stacy. Maybe it's not quite the 'in'-type love yet, but it could be very soon. And yes, if you wanted me to be, I would be happy to be your lover."

Without wasting a single moment, Stacy lay down on my old bed, and pulled her dress up to her waist. I 'pointed' straight forward at seeing her panties for the first time. They were only simple white cotton, but that wasn't the point. They were Stacy's, and that was all that mattered. But that wasn't the end of it. When she saw my reaction, she pulled her top off, revealing a plain white bra, as well as the tops of her breasts. They shook gently as she moved.

"I've waited years to hear you say that, Jack. If I could have nothing else in this world, I would want you to make sweet love to me."