I was a training sergeant in my Military Occupational Specialty. We were here at Fort Meade, which was the only base for Advanced Individual Training ...n this MOS. I was teaching recruits and others in the MOS of 25V, for Combat Photographers. Oh well, the official title was Combat Documentation/Production, but what these troops would do was record what happened out in the field, during combat, and any other things that their commanders wanted recorded. For history and for showing the world what. I was too chicken to acknowledge her overt hints, but I had fantasized about her on many occasions. Her name was Diane, and I closed my eyes and rubbed myself faster, picturing the two of us together just like the lawyer and her assistant.I dropped the magazine and began pinching a nipple with my free hand while the other was busy between my legs. When my orgasm hit, I fell back on the bed with a loud moan, basking in the wonderful sensations. After a minute or so of panting and writhing atop. Mostly, though, she was all about being a teenager, experiencing life as an individual, not as quantum.It was somewhat inconvienent being invisible, not to mention being naked. Freaky got lots of strange looks, well, more than usual, when he insisted that he ride "alone" at the amusement park. Of course, when he couldn't swing it, it was fun to ride on his lap. She slept in his bed, but she didn't sleep. Couldn't sleep, couldn't dream, The best she could do was to occasionaly get a bit spacy,. If I was sexually attracted to him, I wasn't aware of it but...at some point I was. Joe was involved with another guy and living together. His boyfriend had d**g and emotional problems but I was reluctant to become sexually involved. But one night it happened. It was late and my wife had gone to bed. Joe and I had been drinking and smoking and we were sitting on the floor in front of a warming fire. Anyhow, he ended up giving me the best blowjob I've ever had. At the time I felt I took.