Josh Grady, our fullback, muttered to me, "Cold MREs? Marty, I think I'd really rather eat crow – literally!"As we walked down towards the Stadium f...om the Field House, someone else grumbled, "What kind of man would set us up for this?"Egon, our team Captain, didn't let that pass. "Can it! This is part of being a soldier. Politicians make bets with our sorry butts as collateral, and we get to pay up. It happens all the time in the military, so get used to it!"Someone else said, "Hey Barney! You. After having my wrists released, Jack and Alan helped me to the wet-room for a shower, while the rest of my wonderful band of ravishers got dressed. It was only as we were passing him that I suddenly remembered Dave. Oh God, how could I forget him? The poor darling.The three players were still amusing themselves with him, and his cock was rigid and swollen. Soft moans were coming from him."Have you let him come?" asked Jack of one of the tormentors."No, Jack, you said to keep him hungry, we did. He looked at his older sister as she moved to her mother’s side. Good god, he thought, she is even more beautiful than she was when he left. He would not have believed that possible before now. As she placed his food on the table in front of him he looked at her ample breasts. “Cat, you are so beautiful,” he allowed himself to say. She smiled at him and again their eyes met in a knowing look.“Little Otto, you speak like a suitor,” she said before she turned away from him. As she walked. When his hand went behind her back, though, she trapped it against the seat. He stopped kissing her to look at her in the dim light. She shook her head. Charlie took his hand away.These days she knew what her damp panties meant. And she had been excited. Why shouldn’t she let Charlie stroke her bare breasts? Craig had, and look how Craig had treated her. Charlie was going awfully fast, of course. Still, she was in the tenth grade now, not some little baby. Next time, maybe she would.And, next.