With that said, I don't remember him telling me to do sexual things to him, but I remember wanting to do them. I remember seeing his penis for the fir...t time, and that it excited me fiercely. It was so thick and long, uncircumcised, and so impossibly hard when it was erect. I could still remember the smell of it too, intoxicating and intriguing.The taste of it was not what I had expected back then. It was just like skin, not much different and not especially good or bad. His precum though, that. Five years later, and three into our marriage, I still had no inkling of that episode from her past — until it was served up on a memory stick one dark January morning courtesy of Tom Johnston and the Royal Mail.When I first saw the package, I immediately recognised his handwriting. It was a shock to see it again as I had not heard from him in over three years. I turned it in my hand and wondered if it was a peace offering and that maybe he wanted to patch things up. You see, he had taken. I requested a course syllabus and training manuals for their courses for both MechWarriors and for their Technicians. If I get a response then I am ahead. If I don't I still haven't lost anything. I did the same thing with the Academy on Taurus. I expect to hear from them. I also requested from NAIS College of Military Science as much information as they could furnish on the training Maze they have constructed. In fact they have two. If we could construct such a Maze here it would greatly. "An honour", they had told him. "You should be proud of such a place of distinction," they said. "It's been a half-century since we finished off one wall and had the big celebration. Tonight's party will be just as big." I can hardly wait," he thought to himself, almost crying when he realized it was the truth.The masks stared at him, glared at him, pleaded with him, silently screamed at him. He knew them all. Every one had a name, every one had a story. His name, in gilt-clad bronze script,.