I looked back into his. I didn’t have much choice because he was holding my head in place.“Bec, I’m not as good at figuring out what people are ...hinking as you are but even I can tell that right now you’re a bit embarrassed and maybe even a bit mad at Mum and Dad for making you feel that way. Am I right?”I bit my lip. Then I moved my head up and down by the tiniest of amounts.“They didn’t mean to embarrass you. They don’t mind you sitting on my lap and getting hugs from me.”But...“They knew you. Horn, ya bastard, ya knew that this was gonna happen, didn't ya?"He grinned, but said, "What do ya mean by 'Lt. Horn'?" Ya know damned well what I mean: ya're gonna be my second in command. Now, start practicin' that there salute!"That broke him up. I thought he was gonna fall on the floor the way he was laughin' so hard. He came ta himself after a minute or two an' promised ta he'p me all he could.That evenin', me an' Ezra met with Asa Thompson an' four other men in a little room off the main. One day, out of the blue, my hand was wet with my own juices, andbecause I'd read about it in stories and often wondered, I let go of mydink and licked my thumb and fingers. I slurped up every drop I couldget. I didn't let any inhibitions get in my way. I just went for it.In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say. The two women on mycomputer screen were softly kissing and fingering each other, oneportraying a hot MILF and one her newly-married but lonely next-doorneighbor whose husband. Mostly young well 21-30ish.sylvia apperars to be the oldest but doesnt look out of place.she mingles with steves friends and dances with a few.then the dj plays the stripper music.sylvia comes over and stands by me as the strippergram performs for steve.sylvia knows its my idea and kisses me on the cheek and hugs me.shes not impressed by the stripper and says she can do better.so there i am looking at sylvia as she undoes her dress.everyone else seems to be watching the real stripper while i am.