I walked up to the officer in charge of the docks and reported, “Colonel Maggie sent me here. I’m supposed to be taken back to Lieutenant George a...d I believe he’s still at the hospital.He took one look at my mask and laughed, “Hell that will scare the shit out of the towelheads.”I offered, “It’s yours if you want it, I was just wearing it to avoid any complications with the nurses.”He laughed even harder and said, “Hell you’re Sgt. Blaine - let me shake your hand.”I asked, “What the hell did I. I leaned down and took his semi hard cock in my mouth and started sucking on it. i felt his hand on my head as i moved my tongue up and down the shaft of his penis and suck on his salty balls and lick the head of his cock tasting the piss on it which was very salty. i got most of his cock in my mouth then i felt his hand push down on me forcing the rest of his cock down my throat. he then held my head in place and started fucking my head. i felt his cock go in and out my mouth and with each. Well...Maybe if he stroked, basically using the first half of his nine inch dick, he could cum! He did it, and he got the same feeling her did when he was going to piss, so he slowed but continued doing so. The tingling feeling continued up his legs, to his stomach, making it tighten. It continued, and soon he felt his face crunch. It felt as if he’d eaten such a sour candy that his eyes had to shut, but it was with pleasure! He felt what he thought was piss come exploding from his. Jack nodded and walked away.Life went on. It always does ... at least for those that survive. Jack heard from a 'source' that the mob killed the two jerks who tried to kill my family, that were in federal prison, to stop the interrogations. I wondered what that cost us.I pitched like a man possessed for the remainder of the month. KC called me up on a Friday night in August. I joined the team in Anaheim, for a weekend series against the Angels. When my jet landed in California, I carried an ERA.