I stopped abruptly as I spied through the trees a lone cyclist, maybe 16 years old. He had stopped by a quiet pool and, leaning his bicycle against a ...ree, pulled off his shirt and shorts. I quickly crouched behind a laurel bush, wondering whether or not he had seen my naked form. After a short while, I thought it safe enough to open my bag and quietly begin to retrieve my clothing. With my pants and shorts safely reinstated, I peeked through the branches and was a little shocked to see he had. I am sick and tired of being last and the laughing stock of Suppor and his Devastator Knights, or the Fighting Dragons led by Midshipman Kim.”What he said made no sense to me.” What are you talking about?”Circuit yawned and said:” In the third year and here on the ship we are not only rated as individuals but as a team as well, there are 12 Midshipman groups, each has 9 members. Each group competes as a whole against the others. Individual scores are combined to the team’s score. It is. Apparently I wasn’t exciting him, the only protuberance I noticed was his belly. He gently grabbed my breast and used his thumb to tweak my nipple. I said nothing. I didn’t react. “Very good, Miss Anderson, very good,” he absentmindedly muttered as his eyes inspected every inch of my body. “Are you sexually active, Miss Anderson?” “Yes.” He pulled out a tongue depressor and a small flashlight and said, “Say, ah...” He examined my throat and teeth. He felt my neck and breasts. He then asked me. If I were lucky, she'd never find out and the issue wouldn't come up; if not, well... I'd take my punishment. Stacey loved me too, in her way, and hopefully it wouldn't be too bad.Shaking aside my introspection, I picked up the bag and padded quietly to the bathroom. Offering silent apologies, I opened the baggie and carefully emptied its contents into the toilet bowl. I couldn't chance missing even a single hair, so I ripped the bag into pieces and dumped it in, too.Relieved to have succeeded,.