Riving back home that night, I really found it difficult to get Diane out of my mind. For the first time since Connie, I had found a girl I really fel... attracted to. With Connie, it wasn't so much a physical attraction for her as it was another quality, which I had taken to labeling charisma. With Diane, it was a strong physical attraction, plus the fact I liked her flamboyant and exuberant approach to life. How many girls would have been willing to make the kind of public spectacle of. “Are you cooking?” she asks. “I’m kind of hungry, and I can’t leave until the weather’s better.”“OK,” Ingrid replies, smiling.There’s a lot more going on, but in other words, it’s a normal Friday at CCL… except for the weather.And except for the fact that one of the women in the CCL house is a killer. Pretty soon she’ll don her costume, pick up her knife, and the screams of pleasure that normally provide the soundtrack in this house will be replaced by screams of terror. Horniness will be. “Looks like our luck is in, chaps,” Bill murmured seeing the number of unattached female officers present.Shaun went to the bar to order drinks, remarking to the barman about the lack of male officers in the room.“Most are up the front, sir. Leave was cancelled last week for most of them. There’s only rear echelon officers here tonight,” the barman said noticing Shaun’s Scorpion shoulder badge of the LRDG.Shaun turned to follow the waiter who had picked up the tray with the drinks. He noticed. One by one, two by two, sometimes even three by three we were taken. Our mouths, asses, cocks were well used and abused until finally closing came. And this was to end our ordeal, right? Not even close!Suddenly I was grabbed, handcuffed behind my back and thrown over the powerful shoulders of the man who first used me today. He pushed his way through the crowd as if they were not even there. Shortly thereafter I was thrown not too gently into the trunk of his car and we were off to I know now.