Because of his family’s traditional Earth Day gathering, he’d moved it up to lunch, so that the two of them could be with the rest of the family a... his grandmother’s pool later that day.The last several days had been a whirlwind of activity. As soon as his grandmother had given Brooke her blessing by welcoming her, the rest of the family had forgotten any reservations that they had about the young woman. That proved quite valuable, because Brooke was able to offer a lot of help in pulling off. "She continued with the complaints and offered additional information, "Anatoly Andreev, it also hurts further up my leg, will you please check it?"I began to slide my hand up her leg and asked, "Is this high enough?'She answered, "No, keep going."My hand was getting uncomfortably high on her leg so I again asked, "How about now?"She answered, "No! You need to go much higher."I looked up at her face, saw she had a smile on it and realized I've been had! I snatched my hand back and now it was my. . opening her mouth to scream she realized that it was already open and stuffed full with some kind of clothe. Her mouth was dry as she saw a figure looming above her in the dark... it was that figure's hands which were so lightly touching her breasts with his fingertips, raising goose bumps over the large expanse of flesh and making her nipples hard.Each of her wrists and ankles were bound to a bedpost, so that her body made a large 'X'... completely terrified, she sobbed a little as she. There were five men in my group.One was a skeletal Navy Lt. Commander named Walt, about my height, but half my weight, who looked like an escapee from Auschwitz. His problem was actually pretty simple to figure out; lousy self image. He had been anorexic and bulimic for years and the physical damage he'd done his body finally caught up and nearly killed him. He was on suicide watch most of the time and never left the ward without at least two other people to keep him company. The military was.