I began to type a reply when my face hit something hard. “Woah Em, watch it!” a deep voice said in a bit of an annoyed tone, but I could tell it w...s fake. I knew exactly who it was. “Sorry twa-, oh I mean Nathan,” I said sticking my tongue out at my brother. He chuckled and began to walk away, “Okay, whatever.” He flipped his jet black hair out of his jade eyes, which he got from mom. Nathan was tall and lean, he stood at 6’2, and he did have some muscle, along with a lip ring and an eyebrow. I am just about to hang up mynight-clothes when my boss stops me."Hold on," she says, "don't forget you need to wear something in bedtonight. Which is it to be?"I stand there holding the pyjamas in one hand and the chemise in theother, thinking that I don't want to wear either of them, but I knowwhich one she'd rather I wear. Slowly I look up at her, and thinkingabout what she wants of me, I hold out the chemise saying, "This one."She smiles, saying "Excellent choice. Well you may as well leave. "About that football team..." Fawn said."Hey, we don't need any more guys around here!" Ted said quickly. "I can take care of you two." You sure brag for little shit," Joan said, caressing his face lovingly.Fawn was gazing at Ted's cock. "You know, he just might be right at that. I've never seen a guy who could keep a hard-on so fucking much and for so long." Want to start right now?" Joan asked. "We'll see if you can handle all this hot cunt, baby."Fawn slipped to the floor, jerking her dress. There was some irony in the fact he was struck down in a traffic accident after years of dodging bullets and artillery shells. His name was Major Masuko and she was cautioned to call him only "Major" because his family connection was incognito.When she was washing his muscular flesh, he spoke to her in almost perfect English asking her if she was Australian. Not wanting to admit she was a dreaded "Yankee Imperialist" of a country that gave birth to the accursed "Marines" that had torn the.