Once he got that huge head inside me he kept thrusting and thrusting. He almost pushed me off the desk. I just wasn’t strong enough to hold on under...his assault. Finally I had him pull it out so that I could turn around and lean across my desk. At least that way my legs would hit against the desk keeping me in place. I thought about the bruises that I would receive across the top of my thighs but it was just inevitable.Freddie got his head back inside me easily enough, at least on his part.. He was all military and respectful of everyone on what he called 'his team'. I was one of his team, and he made sure I was protected and was briefed on every mission. We had a couple of near misses when we entered a few villages, but Chuck was usually a step ahead and had us protected. He was leading as usual that last time, but a mortar hit his vehicle, and he was hit by an RPG while he was dragging his men from the burning Humvee. Even with most of his leg blown off, Chuck continued to drag. Bravery was not the only criteria. The act itself had to make a significant difference." I'm vaguely aware of that," Diana commented, "but I guess I never cared enough to research the details, after all, it is something that is very rarely done."Selina took a sip of her stim before continuing. "True. At any rate, eventually, brave acts during battle were divided into categories, and if the bravery was major enough, it would be rewarded accordingly. Now, keep in mind that this was bravery beyond. And then Prof asked Vanessa about it because there's an ethical angle. It wasn't my choice how it worked out; Julia just asked the people best able to help, and it wasn't you or Dad this time. There isn't a single thing that I think you or Dad could help me with about this idea as it doesn't involve stuff you're familiar with."I waited for a second, and Mom didn't comment, so I added, "Plus I think Vanessa is right about keeping some of my things secret. She had a VERY good point about how some.