"We start with the Marines' body modifications this morning at oh-eight-hundred. The schedule is posted. Marine body mods will be done between oh-eigh...-hundred and twelve-hundred, and thirteen-hundred and eighteen-hundred."A few men had a screen pop up before them to indicate that they were to be in the med tubes by no later than oh-eight-hundred."Those of you heading into the tubes this afternoon, get into your sleep trainers in your pods. You'll start with basic dress and deportment military. “Miss Shapely it is Sarah. I have wanted to tell you all year, but I have been too scared. I like girls, and I really like you. I want to be with you. I want to make sweet sensual love to you.” Her voice was quaking in fear of rejection and the repercussions to come of her actions. Miss Shapely was silent for a moment. Sarah was beginning to think she was now in serious trouble. She felt her heart rate plummet. She could feel every beat like a slow drum. Sarah was beginning to get a frog in her. She said her hubby is not the greatest when it comes to this.I said to her I need fuck you with a strap on.i know there is lot of juice to come out, bitch.I put the strap on and put her on edge of bed on four and started fucking doggy style she was loving it .she came again but I carried on pumping her and stopped after I was getting tried .we both laid back on the bed .She said I need to tell you something .You know I told you I got your phone number off girl I met in a pub .Well that is not. “That you are, dude, that you are. As are you, Tomas Diaz,” I told Tommy, the only Latin male who had attended my high school back in the day.“Bro, it’s gonna be awesome!” Heather reassured her brother, practically tearing his clothes off so that she could fuck him.“Yeah, dude, fuck your sister! Her hubby ain’t doin’ it, apparently. He’s still a virgin after eleven years of marriage! That’s pretty crazy, don’t ya think?” I slipped back into hillbilly slang for the fun of it.Ivar didn’t need too.