" He was beginning to appreciate the girl ... she was decorative, smart and reasonably shy ... and she had a habit of showing up just when he needed c...eering up."I'm at the gate ... be a sweetie and tell," she peered at the Corporal's blouse tag, "Lance Johns I can come in." Johns leered back ... Connie was wearing her Private Catholic Girls School uniform. (Connie didn't go to school ... she was graduated.)"I can do that ... put him on." She did ... minutes later she was sitting in the gate. He gently pushed his way deep inside. V's body shook with excitement, his eyes got huge as he leaned over me. We kissed as he moved slowly in and out. There was a fierce intense attraction. We both felt it. My body was electric and I felt a strange connection as V intensified his drilling. He confessed he was close, I begged him to hold off as long as he could. V slowed down his pace. I saw the strain in his face as he struggled to hold back. I leaned up and reached for his hard ass cheek. I. He pulled the skirt off and I stood there, naked in front of him except for the boots. He let go of my nipple and looked up at me, his face wide with innocence and lust. ‘Am I doing it right?’ ‘God, yes.’ And I meant it. His touch was rough and clumsy, but it held more passion than anything I’d felt in a long time, including the months before I’d even heard of Torch. I tugged him back to his feet and shoved his boxers to the floor. I grabbed his prick and starting massaging it while I latched. Maybe it was too good a lie.’We had started to walk, hand in hand. I felt better able to talk since my last bout of tears. We walked, and we walked, I told him everything that Pete and I had talked about, the fact we’d ended up having sex, I left out details, I needed those details kept between me and Pete. I didn’t want to accidentally dishonour him any more than I already had. Liam listened, he held my hand tight. I left one little detail out until right at the end, when Liam thought I’d told.