Leave the lad alone...he's doing no harm'He kissed her on the cheek and they chatted for a bit. Instantly he forgot about his seat and went off playin... with his mates. But he was still intrested in me.So why the fock you in that gear?'Oh..er..its fancy dress...freshers week'Fock me....not another student. Fucking hate uni students boys'I realised that my phone was shit. Why couldnt I get signal. I chekced and re checked.'What ya studying?''Oh er...Maths''What a fockin nerd we have here boys!'I. I felt insecure, just standing there, naked. His clothes were dropped on the floor around him. A scattered mess. I could feel one or two drops of his semen drying into a congealed conglomeration on my chin and neck. Why couldn’t I move? Naked now, Dale smiles and approached me. He puts his arms around me and pulls his face to mine and we kiss passionately. Why do I comply so easily? Why am I such a slut? But I don’t feel that then, I feel it now, sharing it with you. His hands move down my nude. "Oh," she said, embarrassed."It seems to me that you are getting your jollies listening to Becky share our dirty little secrets," I said. "And I know that Becky is getting her jollies telling you. So my question to you is: what's in this for me?" What do you mean?" she asked."What do I get if I give Becky permission to go? How do I get my jollies?" I asked."I'm married!" she said, clearly misinterpreting what I was getting at."I know that," I said. "And you are probably worrying that I want. ”Bobby asked, “How do you know that.”“Training.”She said then, “Damn good training.”I said quietly, “The man was obviously Special Forces and not that long ago. He knows how to command and he understands how to work as a unit. When others fuck up, he goes around them and uses those that know how to move.”Bobby said as she put the guy’s pockets back together, “We should have that type of training.”“It wouldn’t hurt. Let’s get out of here and shut the door before one of these guys barfs from.