Anyresemblance to real persons living or dead,is purely coincidental. The author does not condone any nonconsensualsexual activity in the real world.... This is fantasy, not reality, and itshould stay that way. (Note:Chapter one of this story was previously publishedunder another name and under my other pseudonym. This is an extended, updatedversion) JosephKempton was tired. His eyelids were heavy, and they droop constantly. He had afew close calls driving this lonely and desolate road. Yet, he. But we were told we could take trainees back to our apartments sometimes; set them to work, um, you know...” the Major was amazed to see Bert actually blushing.“Approved, Bert. Knock yourself out – have fun, have a clean apartment – and help her to feel good about herself.”His colour still high, Bert said, “Thank you, sir. I’ll take her with me when I go off duty this afternoon.” He went back to his supervision. Pete Norris came up to him.“Okay, mate?”“Yeah...” he glanced at his colleague. “I’m. I sort of commiserated with him over his latest breakup. It’s hard to be too sympathetic when he was the one who broke it off and his ex (another friend) was texting me nonstop. “Aww, poor Amara. You need to stop making friends with my girlfriends. Then you wouldn’t always be in the middle of this.” I gave him a look “I usually wind up seducing your girlfriends. And besides, you like it when I’m in the middle. Maybe you should just stop breaking their hearts and settle down with one.” “I told. Though she whined with protest, physically there was none which opened her thighs to his eager hand. Against his aggressive kiss she whined but gasped the very moment his hand darted beneath her dress and firmly cupped between her thighs. She predicted it would happen and in more ways than one, she wanted it to happen. Back against the sofa she dropped, the aggression of his kiss escalated and filled her mouth with his firm tongue. There was no stopping her eager responses. Several months no.