If you saw my bedroom at home you'd see how everything has its place. And I just hate anyone - including the whole of my close family - going inside m... drawers and messing up my things. My drawers are private, and even the helper isn't allowed to go inside them. My dresses, my panties, my bras and my stockings are all neatly arranged. And only I know how to arrange them properly.Unfortunately, I guess it's made it difficult for me to adjust to a proper adult sex life. It's made it difficult to. Funnily enough I told him I was there for his paper money a whole five shillings, he told me the money was on the coffee table next to the photos, stepping up to pick up the money I looked at the top photo an eight by four of a woman sucking a guys cock. Unsurprisingly my cock jumped to attention and I picked up the photo for a closer look, which uncovered another this one of two naked women with magnificent tits playing with each other. Jim was watching me while now stroking his cock, he said. ” I made the last sentence into a question.“In August, sir.”“Parris Island?”“Yes, sir.”I shrugged. South Carolina in the summer. It should be delightful! From what the Sergeant had told us, boot camp would run thirteen weeks, so he would be tied up with them until sometime in November. He would get a week’s leave at that point, and then off to the School of Infantry for another couple of months of combat training at some place near Camp Lejeune. That would probably keep him busy through. His bottle blone bump hairstyle left his face totallyopen, and his large gold hoop earrings drew attention to his face, wherehis smoky eyes, bright pink lips and high arched brows only made peoplewant to approach Alexis, much to his chagrin. He pulled up his courageand gave a sideways glance at Marcus, "C-c-c.C-c-congratulations." Hequickly turned around and stood by Marie."Good job love," she said, tracing a nail down Alexis' asscrack throughthe open part of his dress, causing him to moan..