Most people limit themselves to a certain amount, as money can fly away."Mercy told Ed, "Don't worry about Steve. He's the original miser. When we wen... to Las Vegas, he watched Sue and me play slot machines, then he promptly went to the blackjack tables and won back what we lost. Do you think he would stay and play more? No, no, not mister miser. He said that we were at least back to even, so we should get while the getting was good." Smart man," Ed said. "I definitely want to go gambling with. It went in easier this time, with no stinging, and as he went back and forth it went in a little deeper each time. And then Bill pumped in and out, over and over again, looking like he’d died and gone to heaven. For Julie, it felt great down there, the sensations, but mostly it just felt great to know she was getting -- fucked. She shuddered as she thought of the naughty word. Girls were meant to get fucked, and she had dreamt about it for so long, and now it was finally happening. She had a. Hajin and the training company are waiting for us outside the city."His comment took me by surprise, "The whole company?" The large ebony man smiled, "Training exercise, sir."My paranoid mind wondered if trouble was waiting for me outside the city. "What new politics are in play?" I wondered.Shifting my rucksack to remove an itch, I said, "Well let's visit the bakery before we leave. Any marine who wants a scone, biscuit or loaf of bread will find I am buying."The man looked down on me with an. Not a damn thing. No sign of her. Everything looked oddly clean and tidy and he felt like screwing it all up, simply because he was so fucking disappointed. But he didn’t have the energy. He sank down on his bed and lay there looking at the ceiling through unfocused eyes. Again. He’d let it happen again. Oh my god. Utter, utter, stupidity. Senseless hopes and dreams. He needed to get over these fucking fantasies since they clearly had no hope in hell of coming true. He felt sick. He wanted to.