Well, since Sarge has never asked to meet alone, and has generally been a ‘jolly good egg ‘(that’s posh for crackin’ shag!), I suggested a 1:1...meet (with Eeyore’s knowledge I might add). Before long, the opportunity for a cheeky daytime meet arose. Now I should stress that this is highly unusual, so when it does happen I go with it! To save time I decided to wear just a short silky dressing gown… undone of course, so we didn’t waste a minute…So there I was, already excited enough, basically. “I was told to lock down the armory and to await the arrival of a group of trainees.”“That’s us,” I said, “are we the only ones that made it?”“I haven’t seen anyone else,” the engineer replied. “Some Marines stopped by to resupply a while ago, but nobody has come to the door since. I swear, you nearly scared the life out of me. What the hell were you lot doing in the service tunnels?”“There are Bugs all over the torus, and we were unarmed,” Vasiliev explained. “I had to bring the recruits here. " She pulledthe foreskin of my penis back and rubbed the bar of soap there too. Itcaused my penis to begin to erect.Christine said, "Ooh how nice to have your clitty soaped up Jessica, Ijust love it." Ooh you mean my penis. Clitty is such a cute name for my most loved bodypart."Christine's clitty as she called was also erecting, I had never seenanother guy's penis before and I was looking at it and comparing it tomine. I noted that Christine was completely hairless even around her ballsac. . Bastard character being of whom had cussed me out within that being of the atmosphere for premises of properties of a public facility being of his nigga, or nigger church whereas that was one of the worser, or worcest times that that being of the, or a person of I myself as a male individual had ever spent in any church, but then nevertheless one of the better, or best times that I myself had spent in church, well at least as a prodigal-son playing part of the-devil's-advocate had been, or was.