J., will you fuck me right now?" Harriet asked again."Well, Harriet, I've been around you enough now to know that there's no point in my resisting wha... you want. Sure, I'll be thrilled to get you knocked up. Are you ready?" A.J. Chegwidden asked as he stood from his desk and walked towards Harriet."Oh thank you, A.J. I've got one other request. Would you power-fuck me doggy style and do me right over there on your sexy big leather couch? I love that couch, and I love being taken from behind. And probably didn't want to know."Sophia blushed, but smiled. "Oops."Brian eased up a bit, and smiled slightly. "Hey. Remember, this is the second time I've seen you since you were three years old. It's bad enough that you're all grown up. Now I have to deal with you being... uh..."Sophia blushed. "I think 'sexually active' is the phrase you're looking for, Dad."Brian grimaced. "Just please, please, please tell me you are using every form of protection known to man." Pretty much," Sophia. I was confused; her cordless phone was lying on the table beside the TV (kept in a manner for me to notice). I picked it and checked whether the phone was working, the phone gave a dial tone. I then gave a blank call to my place to be sure the phone was working (my wife picked up and I disconnected). I was surprised (now what, I thought to myself). I then went searching for my neighbor, I stepped inside the bedroom, and she was underneath the blankets, with her black night gown, her bra, and. “Alfred,” I subvocalized, “What’s the story with Corporal Johnson?”Ouch. I’m glad I didn’t know that fact before I challenged her.I bowed deeply to her. “Domo arigato, Corporal, and thanks for the ego-boost, but you don’t have to let an old man win.”She shook herself and smiled with the delight of a true student who has learned a new lesson. “Don’t get all sorry for me. I’m gonna take you to school, Master Sergeant.”And she did just that. For the next hour we all sparred, and I worked on.