I stepped one foot in and sat down, looking up at him. My legs were spread and his eyes were riveted between them. "You have such a pretty cunt," he s...id quietly. I looked down to see and the hem was in the way. I pulled it higher and looked. "Do I?" "Say it. Say, 'I have a pretty cunt.'" I blushed. "I have a pretty cunt." "That's right. Now stop showing it off like a whore and close your legs." I swallowed and blushed harder, lifting my leg and putting it in beside the other. "Hang your. M ended up in her G string and both of us guys ended up with no pants and our cocks out. We were both semi to hard. After a while I excused myself to go to the bathroom wondering if anything might happen. When I returned nothing seemed to have. I suggested that they should kiss (we were young). After a while they did, which was a huge turn on. I watched them kiss for quite a while. He couldn’t resist feeling her tits and M started stroking his cock. I watched while he reached down inside her. You remember last time, David had recovered from his fall and was about to be married to Andrea onboard a British Submarine. They did. After that, they sailed into Pearl, fired off 21 guns to the country, dipped the flag to half a dozen Admirals, hoisted the US flag, the Hawaiian flag and called on the Port Authority. Andrea made an impressive Fleet Admiral of the Nevis and St. Kitts Navy.While Andrea was impressing, David, dressed in his whites but wearing his charred WW2 Merchant Marine. Her graduating group was today’s batch to be assigned their designations by the Bureau of Resource Distribution. She found some comfort in the presence of her best friend Alan, standing in front of her. “Where do you think they’ll send you?” he had turned around to ask her. “I’ll probably end up sewing clothes in a warehouse.” “No way. I bet they put you in Human resource management, maybe. You’re really good with people.” “I can’t really see myself in a management position, I couldn’t even.