I imagined the discussion those two had over a picnic lunch.... On Tuesday October 18th, we arrived at the gates of the famed UFMA in south eastern Ne... York, an hour before Cat’s scheduled meeting time. Two cadets checked our ID’s and the senior one rendered precise directions regarding where to park while trying to maintain military composure. Admirable in today’s youths, but he was still unable to keep the excitement from showing in his eyes. Or hide his clenched jaw.We were met by a junior. ’ ‘Wow’,he said, shaking his head,’you sure could have fooled me’. ‘Maybe a drink will help you get over your shock.I’ve got vodka and scotch.’ ‘Can you make me a screwdriver?’ ‘Sure can.Turn on the stereo and have a seat and I’ll be right with you.’ I mixed him a strong drink and made myself a scotch on the rocks.I took a Quaalude out of my purse and washed it down with a sip of my drink,touched up my face and joined him in the living room where he was sitting on the couch.I placed our drinks. The rush of air along right up to his thighs told him that the cold was from shears that at least two women behind him were using to slice open his pants from the ankles. They didn't even pause when they reached his boxers, and within seconds his penis and testicles were totally exposed and hanging down helplessly between his spread thighs. Jessica saw the questioning in some of her young pupils' eyes. "I know what you are thinking, but go ahead and ask." "Why did you slice. You hands fluttered as they searched for the tie to my trunks. Your fingers fumbled with the string as you anxiously struggled to untie the knot. You eagerly pushed down until my hardness sprung free. You had been reluctant initially, but now, as the sun broke the plane of the horizon, you shed any inhibitions you had brought with you. Your mouth lowered itself onto my erection, wetting it, drawing it into your mouth. My moans were in counterpoint to the cries of the gulls and the sounding of.