Nevertheless, despite the 40 young men around me coughing andsnoring, I feel asleep.I awoke to the sound of a trash can bouncing down the center aisle...between the bunks. It was still dark out, but my watch said 0430. Great. Less than three hours rest. Kugler yelled, "Get your ass out of bed, NOW." His uniform still looked perfect, and he didn't seem the least bit tired.So we scrambled out of our metal bunks, struggled to make our beds properly - which we couldn't. Kugler would tear the linens. It’ll depend on how many ask us to dance and how much of a pig he is.”“As long as I get fucked by my number one stud, namely you, Rick.”“He’s all our number one stud fucker,” Helen added.“That’s for sure!” They all agreed.“As soon as the men realize they can fuck us after a dance, we’ll have the longest line up at our table!” Donna joked.“What about Rick? What if a woman asks him to dance and might be interested in him fucking her?” Lisa wondered.“Good question,” Donna replied. She handed me. It felt absolutely out of this world – I knew immediately why people fucked – it was awesome. Jan said nothing and she smiled at me as I began to fuck her slowly. After a couple of minutes Sally sang out how is it.Jan said wait until you get him into you , I love it. Jane said not bad for a virgin eh.Jan said he isn’t any longer – he had had his first taste of it and I think he wont be backward in wanting more. He isn’t bad for his first time.I said well if its always as good as this I am. Marsha held me as sobs racked my body. It seemed all too much in such a short time. Marsha held me close as I cried and finally I was able to pull myself together. She handed me a tissue and pulled me to a bathroom. ‘Go freshen up’ she said and allowed me to go and clean up. I leaned on the sink and pulled myself together , washing my face with cold water and hoping my eyes would be less red. Looking in the mirror , I saw myself in the outfit and was amazed at how tight it was. I traced my left.