When we broke our kiss to catch our breaths, she was panting, mouth wide, braces now visible in a grin. Her face blushed red. I’m sure mine was too....We looked at each other as I continued a slow grind.I released her hands as she pulled them away, hers went to my shoulders and mine went to her breast. I was touching her breast! Though it was still covered in a shirt and bra, I was feeling up a girl’s breast. She sucked in a breath when I touched it. We resumed our kisses. She moaned as I lightly. Slight problem.Well, I'm not often going to have the chance to shag a twenty-something, and besides, we were right in the middle. Neither of us could have stopped, even if we'd wanted to. Leon was humping hard and fast, holding on to me by my tits, one long leg on the ground, and we were there for the duration. I called Patrick over, but he moved very slowly, as if reluctant. That stopped as soon as I got him in my mouth, though - he loves a blow-job! Leon didn't even miss a stroke - he. .. !" Finally, it ended and there was momentary silence in the large room. Then someone began to clap. In an instant there was a thunderous ovation from everyone present as they realized that they had probably heard the finest rendition of the famous hymn ever done anywhere.Going to the microphone Bobbie announced, "Our next speaker is one of our graduating seniors, Kenneth Pierce Clifford. Although — for reasons I'll explain later — we do not have a valedictorian, Ken has been selected by his. ." said Gino, the platoon jester, " ... the old bugger was right!"We stayed in Londonderry for the next two nights, just in case the trouble resurfaced, as it could, and did.Me, Gino, and the rest of our platoon, had to extricate a police patrol from a very dangerous situation. We managed it without having to shoot anyone, and with only a few minor injuries to our blokes from the bricks and bottles being thrown. Some of the throwers were kids of about 6 years old, what sort of adults would they.