Training.Corps.as a girl, Daddy had arranged for my staying in the Marines by listing meas a girl. Under his guidance, I excelled in all things milita...y andwanted to become a Marine, but we knew that was impossible due to the waythat girls and boys who did not fit into the traditional mold for aMarine. The 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy that let any T.G. serve didnot apply to me, so I chose to find a way around the problem.I wanted to be as much of a woman as possible when I had intercourse. But Daddy says it's important that I get me a real good "eddy-kay-shun" as he says. He doesn't want me to turn out like my Mom who ran off with this truck driver guy three years ago when when I was eleven. But the girls here are always so mean to me. Like they're always calling me trailer park trash and making fun of me and Daddy cause he's the janitor and has to clean up after them. He says they are all little pigs!But I don't think that's the real reason they hate me. They didn't hate me so. He reached over the small bag and took out a tube of KY jelly. He squeezed a liberal amount onto his fingers and slid them between Hazel's thighs. I knew when they entered her pussy. Hazel gave out a loud gasp and I saw that he had three fingers inside her and was working them in and out of her. He was preparing her for the full penetration of his huge cock. He pulled out and added a fourth finger and once again slipped inside her. Hazel was working her hips up and down as he stretched her in. It was weak but she was still alive. It lookedlike she had hardly eaten much over the past two weeks either, whichgiven she was a supermodel meant she was now painfully thin. He gentlyslapped her face to awaken her."Irena, wake up. Looks like you need some help," Ed saw the model'sbeautiful eyes flutter open faintly and try and focus on his face."Are you an Angel?" She asked him gently."No Irena, but I am here to save you. My name is Sergeant Ed Jenkinsonof the police." Police? I haven't done.