“Nice,” I said, “but you look like you’re afraid of each other. Chrissie, how about you put your hand on Chad’s thigh?” She didn’t need ... bigger hint. I pretended to fiddle with the camera to give the scene a little time to develop. Looking down at his cock instead of at the camera and me, Chrissie began to masturbate him, one hand under his balls, with an enthusiasm both practiced and too eager, as though she wanted him to come in the next five seconds. Chad leaned into her breast and she fell. I was amazed to see John. Ernie, SFC Wilson and several others there to say good bye to me. It wasn’t something I had expected and I was deeply touched.While my experiences with those in charge here had been better than at the 83rd, I hadn’t really been that close to most of the enlisted men here. With living off post and working in the vans most of the time, we just hadn’t gotten together much. Yet here some of them were to wish me well. I was very grateful.After the good-byes, they went back. I did my U. S. Government lecture seventh period and then repeated it for our last class of the day.I found out Monday evening that my 4.25 second record in the 40 yard dash stood up when the defensive backs got their shot at it. Shawn Byrd placed the second best time of the Combine, 4.28 seconds. Eldon Burkholder tied Eric Peters for third with 4.32 seconds. I sent e-mails off to my friends, congratulating them on their excellent performances.Professor Buchanan observed my AP European History. His girlfriend, Rita, had stood by him out of love or pity for almost a year, but in the end he had driven her away and had begun his lifelong descent into misery. Ever since that day, he had become totally obsessed with the beauty of other people?s legs and especially feet. The more perfect they were, the more he was drawn to them. Women with their bare legs, open shoes, sexily painted toenails caused him extreme anguish. Even as he lusted after them, he understood his desire to worship had.