She held it out and smiled. “Tada... Check it out! My ex bought it for me,” she said holding it out further. “Damn, is that why you broke up? ...idn’t need him anymore?” I asked, as took it from her hand. It was more rubbery than the vibrator I was use to. It had a lot more give to it. I held it by the balls and ran my other hand over it gauging its size. “No, I broke up with him because he was being an asshole. It didn’t help that I could get fat black cock at home without the asshole. The other marines in Private Beckner's platoon never forgot his habit of checking each of them over before an inspection for the telltale "Irish pennants". They were heard asking each other, "Did you get Becknered?" in the final minutes for the call to attention. Of course, no one ever suggested checking young Private Beckner because you knew it was a total waste of valuable time.If young Adam had any flaw, it was certainly not a minor one.Beckner enjoyed killing people.Now, for a marine, that. " I can understand that. The school doesn't allow frats and sororities." That's true, but it's more than that," continued Julie. " The outside, conventional world is just a dull fantasy that masks and even denies the reality of our inner selves. The Century Club, on the other hand, is a society that recognizes, revels in and, in a secret way, realizes our fantasies. Our mask is to the world, not to ourselves. We are free to be our dreams." We have reason to believe," said Julie, " that you too. " I guess. How do we do that?"Molly sighed and said, "Sorry, it's a stupid idea. I wish there was something to do." We could kiss." Kiss?" Like boyfriend and girlfriend. We talked about what it might feel like. It would be like pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend."Molly stared at Nick. She imagined kissing different boys but she never considered kissing her best friend before."Okay," she said nervously but she also felt excited. Nick would be a good safe person to experience her first.