There wasn't really much chance of our parents hearing us, not through the wall of my bedroom and then JR's. I glanced at the clock on my night stand,...a little after one am. Even so... "This isn't a good idea. We'd get killed if we get caught."JR giggled. "Oh yeah! We should have thought about that, though, before we started."It had to laugh at that. "What fun would that have been?" Oh yeah!" JR said softly. There was a momentary pause. "You want to do it again?" Yes!" I said emphatically. I. "I should be able to get all but the bridge bunker," he answered. "You'll have to rotate back and forth for me though." I'm yours to command," Brett told him, wanting to wipe the sweat from his brow but not daring to take his hands from the controls.For the next five minutes Jason had him rotate left and right while he filmed the defensive arrangements and staffing levels in infrared. He then took a few more shots of the sparse activity on the darkened streets. He was able to figure out that. Before school I would usually have a little bit of free time before myfirst period. The boys in my grade were already familiar with myschedule after my first week back at school, and would oftentimes lineup at one of the entrances to catch me as I came in. Typically one ortwo boys would use my ass before they had to run off to their firstclass. Sometimes a couple of friends would feel comfortable enough toform an "Eiffel Tower," with one in my ass and the other in my mouth asI knelt between. Of course, you may observe but there is no such thing as being picky if approached. Do not worry, our members are very considerate and will not force anything upon you. Finally, Rule three: Leave your modesty in this room. There is no clothing at all allowed for men and women may only wear panties, no bra. Are these clear?” Chelsea looked at me without expression. She was playing it cool despite being pissed at me for not knowing these rules. “Yes,” we said in unison. “Good, now for one last.