Oh my god, I am bicep-fucking him. He put my cock in between his biceps and his forearm and flexed it while rubbing it back and forth. I was moaning a...d grunting. It felt so good. “What muscle is it, Noah?” he said.I guessed the wrong answer on purpose, so he doesn’t suspect that I peaked. “Is it your thighs?” I asked.“No!” he screamed and started rubbing even faster.I was about to cum, and he knew. He stopped. I looked at him in confusion.“You can cum once you’ve guessed correctly,” he said,. Either way start your search for Kimiko there. Tara and I drove there as fast as humanly possible. When we got there we saw nobody was there but the place had been ransacked. “They are not here” I tell Tara.“Brad look at these pictures, they are the ones we printed off from what they are doing to me. If they saw these then..”“Then they have got to be at that house”This time when we got into the car, sent a quick message on her phone and got a reply almost as quickly. We arrive at the house and. Advanced Training was like Basic but they mostly concentrated on weapons and martial skills. Since I was already an advanced student in a martial art, I was assigned as an assistant. We also began more extensive training in or with combat suits.The weeks and months passed quickly. Twice we were used on a planet as reserves or working in the rear of a combat area. We were two weeks from graduating when we went into orbit around Glamour. The Second Armor regiment only needed a company for support. Aptly called the Longmont Theatre Company.Mom took me to auditions, rehearsals, and performances, sometimes manhandling Dad and my older siblings to come and see me perform.One of the plays I auditioned for was an oldie, but goodie called LIFE WITH FATHER, a nice little story with eighteen characters. Mom sat with me as I filled out the audition form, helping me as needed.“I remember this show, honey—a very long time ago; I did theatre ... must be where you got the talent, certainly not from.