The lack of privacy did not bother me though simply becausemy fellow shipmates did a pretty good job of acting as if I wasn'taround which equaled bein... alone.In hindsight I suppose my refusal to go drinking the few times theyinvited, and my constantly reading different fantasy novels and mygeneral lack of coolness may have made them think I was not looking forfriends.One night after a good run and a hard workout, a Friday night I recall,I was in the shower washing off the sweat of self. Cheryl's main attraction to me was that she was really cute and she had a very nice body. Her breasts were nicely developed and I loved how she filled out that button-up blouse she had on and she had one fine ass inside that cute skirt she was wearing, too."Cheryl, I've got a much bigger gun than the ones in those holsters," I said, and I told her to get over on the bed and I unzipped my pants and slid them down and off along with my briefs. Now, my "GUN" was fully exposed to Cheryl and I loved. . uhh ... y-yes, I think it worked..." What do you ... wait, are you wet now? Just from me telling you?"Diane swallowed and nodded."So ... if I said you should get really horny right now..."Diane moaned and trembled. Her hips writhed, moisture oozing from her crotch as her panties became soaked. Her pussy felt swollen and achy. She panted softly.Heather stared in astonishment at first, then slowly smiled. "Cum." Uhhhnn!!" Diane fell forward, clutching at her lover as her pussy throbbed. Her. " Try plugging a cable into the router. You'll get a faster connection that way." OK. I turned down the stove for both pots." Thanks."I went into the kitchen and Bozo sat up, wagging his tail."There's a good Bozo. You wouldn't pee on my frying pans, would you?" Did someone pee on your frying pans?"I jumped. "Damn it Jack, you scared me." Sorry. It isn't like you didn't know I was here." You were in the living room. I didn't expect you. Anyway, to answer your question, yes someone peed on my.