His expression was calm and passive, which he knew would agitate the typical aggressive personality. He was right.“What, are you retarded or somethi...g, Asshole?” Brad taunted as he stepped closer. “I want to know why you think you can spend time with my girl behind my back?”He remained silent but anticipated Brad’s attack. The surprise head butt that Brad attempted met only thin air as his forehead missed its target completely when JR moved even quicker to pick up Rockie and move them both out. I woke to water being sprayed on me from the outdoor hose. My cock and balls were on fire and my bottom felt like a hundred bee stings from where Miss Tonya removed the pins from my ass. I was lying on the grass near where I shit and pissed earlier.Miss Tonya looked down at me and said ?We’re not done quite yet captive, you still have one more cock and ball torture left to go. You’ve made me happy. I’ve never cum this many times torturing a man before. You’ve done well, I mean it. Just one more. It's been a ton of fun even if we don't get to solo.Marilyn did come and watch us perform. She's still looking drained. I mentioned your letter and she admitted that the trainers in her combat medic class have warned her about the same thing you warned about in regards to casualties. I guess the Sa'arm can use their hive mind to accurately target just about anyone. Erica and I ended up a bit more worried about our training.And yes, we are training for a combat career. I can't picture sitting on. I believe it helped me find my own self when I was older, but for now it was what was working for me. I had joined a fraternity house on a whim, I liked them because they were mostly goofy broke guys like me, and there were very few elitists or jocks to deal with, that was for the big time frats, we were smaller and much less selective: mostly good students who worked crappy jobs and jerked off incessantly. By the time I paid living expenses and my fraternity dues, I had barely enough money for.