It has three buzzwords that pique my interest; gangbang, femdom, and humiliate. "Um, honestly, until recently I wasn't more than superficially aware o... these 'scenes'. Is that the right word? I made a tumblr account after seeing some photos and there were some real eye openers." "Do any of them interest you?" "Well, all of them interest me, if they'll make the recruitment better, but maybe you could describe what goes on at these events. Start with gangbang." "Ah, so that's one you might be. There were two trucks outside; one was a concrete mixer, and the other a construction company truck with a small ‘dozer in tow. Matt was leaning on his cane with Ann and several other men were standing in a disorganized group. I ran out to Ann, halfway expecting to find our visitors had made a wrong turn from the distant highway. As I approached, Matt held out his hand with a broad smile on his face. “Howdy, Matt,” I offered taking his hand while appraising the situation. “Can’t think of. She was already fingering herself. Her eyes closed with an expression of serenity. He’s never seen Zuli this horny before, but that wouldn’t bother him; she was naked and ready. He set aside his laptop brief case and kicked off his shoes. He undid his tie, and then his shirt. Once he took off his shirt, he tossed them somewhere in the living room, never minding where it’ll fall. He took off his tank top shirt and unbuckled his pants. He was so quick to take off his clothes he probably set a. Which piqued his interest, because "don't ask, don't tell" I was considered forbidden fruit. I wasn't out for the most part. If my chain of command ever found out my career would be over. So we agreed not to speak about my career publicly.We ate, he plied me with beer, not enough to get me drunk, but enough to relax me. We chatted some more and talked about my recent deployment and his hard times controlling himself in front of the younger men whom he teaches. He paid and we left.As we were.