There was no apology for her tears. There was no shame in her eyes. “I wanted to tell you how grateful I am for all that you did for me…I don’t...think I would have made it through treatment without your support,” she said in a soft voice that grabbed at my heart. “No, it is I that should be grateful for it is the ones that make it…the ones like you…that make working there worthwhile,” I stammered. “I certainly don’t stay there for the lousy $9.00 and hour,” I added, vainly attempting to take. . saluting everywhere.I feel like such an impostor. All I really do is fly and think ... but I took the test and passed. I raised my right hand and stated my name and swore to protect and defend to the best of my ability ... even it it meant my life. But, Hey! I'm a kid ... we live forever. I think I know better ... but maybe not. If you don't survive ... be a lesson for another guy so he can.The rest of it ... I did not set out to end up here ... life ... shocking. It's a terminal sexually. The tall guy came up behind her on the floor, wrapped his arms around her lower body and caressed her until she stopped puking. She was again semi-u*********s. He lifted her ass slightly off the floor and slowly pushed his dick into her tiny little pussy. He grabbed her hair and then slowly started fucking her as her head rested on the rim of the toilet.Feeling kind of bad that she was sort of getting taken advantage of, I whispered "fuck me on the counter?" in the tall guy's ear. He instantly. I could feel her silky bra through her tee-top.And I knew that she could feel me too. The only difference was that my parts were turning stiff faster. As she started stripping a wolf inside me began yowling. She had a sweet voice, a voice that could easily give an orgasm to a caller. She said,” Why don’t you hurry up.” It was proved true that, God gave us men a penis and a brain and only enough blood to work one out. Her low tone boosted me to start uncovering myself. My heart started beating.