She recognised Lieutenant Winters, and well she should, he was her Divisional Officer or ‘D.O.’ She also knew he was a slacker, a womaniser and a ...runk; he was famous and admired for it. He was a young, handsome, fighter pilot so of course he was everyone’s hero. PO Knocker White eschewed the same qualities, admittedly he wasn’t handsome or young, but he was a slack drunken womaniser, but everyone loathed him. The hypocrisy was not lost on Michele.Lieutenant Winters was dressed in his tailored. I was stroking Brianna's moist pussy, eliciting more moans and gasps from her. I looked closely at Brianna's vagina, fascinated by its smooth nudity. "I've never eaten a pussy. Brianna, lay down on the bed and spread your legs." Brianna's voice was husky with arousal. "Danny, are you really going to do that... to eat me there?" "Yeah, and you're going to teach me what to do." I guided Brianna to the bed - on her back, lying on the edge of the bed, her legs spread, her feet on the floor. I knelt. " My name is Marvin Kincaid, now how may I be of assistance?" The clothing salesman smiled gently down at Mark who didn't hear a word said as he looked around in awe at three live male models who all walked through the store in clothing more skimpy than anything he had ever imagined in his sheltered life.Marvin smiled at Mark's reaction. "If those are a bit extreme, I have a few items perhaps a little more conservative." He laughed and told Amanda, "We keep a few in the back room in plain. Anyway, I was sitting on my dorm bed, looking at the big pile of Chad'scrap on the bed across from me, and contemplating his last words ("don'ttouch my shit there, studmuffin.") and the difference in our size (abouttwo hundred pounds). I desperately wanted to take a leak on Chad's stuff,set it on fire and just leave forever. Both brave and cowardly in onepackage.My irrationality stems from my size. I might weigh about a buck twenty,and at 5'9" I am skinny as a twig. I have always been small,.