.. my wrists," she complained.He stopped rooting in her bosom, looked up at her for a moment, assessing her sincerity, then loosened his grip. "You go...na keep still while I fuck you?" he asked her warily."I have no other choice, do I?" she whimpered back."Not if you wanna keep your pretty face intact."He kissed her forcibly on the mouth again as he pressed against her harder with his stocky body, forcing her legs further apart."Don't... please don't," she mumbled into his mouth, "I'm a. It seemed her lovely smile was a permanent feature on her face that evening.She was also demonstrating that she was very fit. I couldn't see any sign that she was tiring and it made me glad that I'd been spending time in the gym myself.It was around eleven o'clock when the third set began and once again the band slowed things down and played romantic music. We had sat out very few dances and yet I could see Kim was still enjoying herself. That's all I cared about. I wanted this to be a good. "And I know just how we should get started; with our guest of honor, Veronica!" said Meghan. "Let's get you out of those boy clothes. We can't have a boy at a slumber party." She reached out and removed my suit coat. "Now let me see those pretty undies of yours," she said."Yes, let us see what you are hiding under those clothes!" said Victoria. "I've been wondering all evening."I unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. "Oh, that's a pretty camisole," said Meghan. She reached over and rubbed the. Don't worry; you will be almost as good as new when we get through with you."Billy lay there, wondering about that almost.Colonel Abrams was pleased with his patient. The Marine was doing much better with his therapy that he had expected. He had seemed depressed for a couple of days but one day he wore a smile to his therapy and accepted the challenge of his prosthesis with a humorous determination.After a couple of weeks of Billy's therapy, the Colonel decided to talk to him about it. They had.