It took a phone call to the training DI of Bret's platoon, and to the Capitan of the Training Battalion, to get his application accepted. Both insiste... that Bret was qualified to apply.It was during a ten mile training run two days later, that changes began to take place in Bret's life. About seven miles into the run, with Bret's mind on his studies of the previous night, there was a loud crash. It seemed to shake the road under him.It appeared an eighteen wheeler was unable to stop before. A girl could always find a stray dog around. A dog, by his very nature, loved to lap pussy. And best of all, a dog couldn't talk, so a girl could suck his prick or fuck him and not have to worry about gossip ruining her reputation.She still hadn't decided if, technically, she was still a virgin--and she didn't give a shit. Just as there were going to be a lot of well-sucked girls in the near future, so would there be a lot of dog-cocks.But these were plans she was making for the future. While. I guess it was easier to "innocently" flirt with a sixteen or s*******n year old high school girl than with a twenty or twenty one year old college student. When I was a younger teenager, the age difference made it less "real" when I flirted with them, more like teasing than anything serious.As I got older and into college I think it was a little more awkward for the guys. You have to remember that none of them had a clue that my dad was fucking me or that he really wouldn't have minded if any. I wasn't anything. The words Joey spoke to me I just didn't bother to comprehend, for I didn't feel the need to. I had no motivation to do anything. I think I would have just stopped breathing if it hadn't been automatic.Joey had to take control of my body several times while I was like that. He kept me from wetting the bed and otherwise took care of my body's needs while my brain was numb like that.We were in some car he had hitched us a ride with when I noticed the trees flying by the window..