He boiled a kettle for tea and stood thinking. These trips away always got him thinking. It was a time when all his friends would get together and ac... no differently from when they were kids in the same year of high school. He liked that too. Matt would be here tonight, his best friend from high school, as well as Jilly Marks. Tom wasn’t surprised when they’d started seeing each other, only surprised they hadn’t done it sooner. Throughout their school years, Matt had always fancied Jilly.. It was my imagination, I know, but I could almost feel my FUCK-powered brain analysing her scent and working out how to synthesise the right pheromonal response. But surely I did not imagine the sensation of sweat beginning to seep out from my armpits and groin. I inched closer. She shifted a little away; was it coincidence? She had given no explicit sign, but I sensed she was aware of my nearness and felt crowded. I was in an agony of suspense. If I made another move toward her she might leave. And I’m not impressed with the full-bird colonels and majors and all of their ribbons and medals either. I just do my job and keep an eye out for any opportunity to get a horny recruit alone in a bathroom stall, which has happened many times. To my surprise, many of the horny ones are married. I guess they're accustomed to getting laid regularly and now that they're in the Army, their sex lives have come to a sudden halt. That was the case with Debbie. She was twenty-five years old when she. ’ ‘Yes?’ I asked, still wanting to hold and touch him, but keeping myself in check. ‘And for now we thought it would be best to not engage in any ehh… activities unless all of us are present.’ I laughed, my just recently discovered streak of wickedness urging me to test his resolve. Before I could quite literally throw myself at him, he jumped out of the sofa muttering something under his breath about brothers being late from work. ‘I brought groceries, let’s make some dinner’ he threw back at.