.I was surprised at how thick and hot it was, it wasn't even all hard yet. Pretty soon though it grew...must have been at least eight or nine inches a...d fucking thick totally hard I thought, as I watched in awe. "Lick the head," Jon quickly cut my daydream short. Almost in a trance, I did as he asked. Then I looked back at him for instructions. He had a commanding, almost mean look in his eye now."Again, dumbass," he said.I started licking his head. Pretty soon Jon told me to lick the underside. ‘Yes, Wright. I do. You will admit it.’ Not bloody likely. He glared down at me, obviously not liking my expression one bit. That was fine with me, I didn’t particularly care for his either. ‘I can see that you didn’t learn a damned thing last night, private.’ My mutinous stare matched his angry eyes. ‘No,’ I grumbled through me teeth. ‘Sir.’ I found myself tied to the bed again. I wasn’t sure how he’d accomplished it, considering the fight I put up. I’d kicked, squirmed, and fought with all. When they asked her age, she replied, “old enough for lots of things and i’m really good at few”. All three of then laughed. The fat boy asked if she would like to drink beer, she replied, “umm…….yup…….beer is my second best thing.” The smaller guy asked, “what’s your first best thing?”. She laughed and said, “sex”. All three of them started laughing. I couldn’t resist and i turned back to see her. She was facing side, putting her both feet on the bench. Her left leg was slightly open and. I was willing to bet that I could also tune in on things that the living were thinking. Chalk a couple up for the Spirit team.I started to wonder how she knew that last piece of information about me being able to hear the conversations in the operating room when she passed over, “I was in there waiting for your corneas. I just didn’t bother you then. It would have confused you no end.”I accepted that and my mind returned to my question, “Why do you think it was someone at work?”As I thought it,.