”“I graduated from His Majesties Submarine School at HMS Raleigh, you numbskull and Captain Olafson and her crew earned the right to call me at an... time. I was onto you for quite some time, I wanted you to deliver me a reason I can use to discharge you. Not even I expected you would deliver me the rope to hang you.”Two marines stepped into the office and arrested the man.McElligott tried to calm down and then said.”Thank you, Nelson.”“It is what one was created to do, Sir. Two down, seven more. So I booked a hotel room, descent one. When I told her, she was kind of ok. I went to pick her up. On the way, I asked her to remove her burka, and when she did it, I almost lost in heaven. The way she stretched her hands and brought her boobs forward, I could not control and put ma hands for a second on her boobs. She said control. Then we went to hotel.After going to our room, she was sitting away from me, then after 5 minutes I sat next to her. Slowly I kept hand on her back and tried to. Old friends I hadn't seen in a long time, all just barely dressed. A few ladies caressed my royal blue patch, smiling as the material stretched to accommodate the enlarging occupant. Kisses, hugs, snuggles and gropes were beginning to warm up the atmosphere. The pig was sliced and more drinks poured. Bare tits were being sucked, cocks gripped and stroked, fingers disappearing from view. Yes, this was going to be a night to remember. The door bell rang and I went to answer it. There stood Sasha. My hands shook as if they were vibrators as my eyes were completely widened and they just sported odd looks. "Please don't be mad at me," I whimpered, just before I turned around and took a step towards the door. "Whoa, wait a minute, Ava," she said. I stop dead in my tracks, still shaking and with sweat flowing down my back, chest, legs, arms and head. A few seconds later, I felt a hand on my right shoulder. "Will you please turn around and look at me? I promise, we're not mad," she assured.