I was in ecstasy, and I didn't resist; in fact I dared not move a muscle, as her caresses got more and more brazen. Her movements were deliberate and ...antalizing. Finally, both of her hands disappeared under my briefs, and met at my incredibly stiff erected cock."Wow, you have a nice penis!" she exclaimed. I just moaned without moving an inch. I was afraid I would ejaculate right then and there if I did anything but continue to lie still, and I sure wasn't ready to embarrass myself by doing. It was Chad. It was six-thirty in the morning. What could Chad possibly want?“My friends want to know if they can pay you to go golf with them this morning.”“Chad, I don’t golf. Plus, it’s six-thirty in the morning.”“Their tee time isn’t until after nine. Plus, you don’t need to golf. You’d just drive one of the carts, get the guys beers when they need them, take some shots. Just be the eye candy you are.”“How much money are we talking about?” I asked.“One hundred fifty dollars.”“Just to. It was a forgotten episode in a faraway part of the world, nobody was willing to speak up, and, frankly, nobody was probably willing to listen at that point in time. However, Pershing himself had given me a letter of recommendation that eased my entry into LSU when I left the Army, and helped me obtain my position with the college’s militia, so I was somewhat beholden to him, and perhaps that ensured my silence on the matter. All of that passed through my mind in but a heartbeat, then I. I can't help telling you how happy I am with you. You made this so good. I had hopes ... but this is better than my hopes." I feel the same way. I don't know what I expected, but ... like you ... this was far better. I think we communicate very well. Not just sexually, but emotionally. I'm really glad I insisted on getting to know you. I don't know what drove me to do that, but I wasn't going to go away unless it was hopeless." Now that I've got you back in shape, I'm going to give you a.