I was about to send him to the brig and have him appear before a hearing board. This insubordinate midshipman appears to be heavily intoxicated and pa...ades around in Captains Gold, Sir.”Stahl’s voice became sharper. “That was my fault, Lieutenant, but he is off duty and wears that uniform from his last assignment. So why is he sent to the brig? I will be present at that hearing if there is one.”“He is not sent to the brig, Sir. I thank you for clarification and I will see that he gets. She twisted and turned to face him. He moved her legs apart and pushed her back against the sink cabinet. Moving between her legs forcing them apart."What are you doing! I'm not interested. You had your chance your with that young tart in Radiology. " she said a bit scared as he was overpowering her. His hand came up under her smock ,roughly groping her breasts."What you want " his hand now down the front of her pants. His eyes showing surprise. " Clean shaved ? …." His fingers on her moist. It was a dry oloroso. Good sherry was one of my vices.I poured a healthy glass and, putting a CD by Julie London on, I went to bed early. I listened to her singing, "Cry Me a River" and that's sure what I felt like doing - crying a river of tears.As I lay there I realized I had put my ghosts to bed forever. Jerry had been hurt; he might have been killed. I felt his pain, but it was his pain, not mine. What hurt me was that when something actually did happen to him — I wasn't there to support. I complied, mouth fucking his cock gently but completely. He wasn't going to last long. He leaned back in his chair and fucked up into me. I grabbed his ass and pulled him in. I looked up at him and we made eye contact. Just then he started to shudder and then he aggressivl3y pulled my head down on to him. I felt his cock start to surge and then his massive t3enage load poured into my mouth. I was gagging and trying to swallow as he kept fucking my face. He got kind of loud, moaning and.