’ said Nash. ‘Walker did not give the FBI those documents at all. That in itself might be a crime, but good luck bringing any charges or any accus...tion on that. That’s way above all our pay grades put together.’ ‘Where is Jack Muscone? And Sandra?’ she asked. Nash said ‘Mr. Muscone is at the Federal Building. You know how you always complained about Commander Troy not telling you stuff? We have the same problem with Jack from time to time. And Sandra?… Well, I’m not sure. She said she had a. I was trembling as I got off the bed. I lowered my jeans and looked in my underwear to see what had happened. The head of my softening penis was covered in semen and there was a pool of it soaking into my briefs. I had a moment of revelation. So that’s what happens when you have sex! But more importantly, you can do it for yourself! My whole world changed. I couldn’t wait to try it again. In the bathroom I cleaned myself up and washed my underwear. Back in my bedroom I sat on the edge of my bed. At leastit felt like it. To say I had been an overwhelming failure in launching myacting career was being kind. Ihad always wanted to be an actor. Of course, I had used the drama studiesas a way to escape the constant teasing from the boys at school, the jokesand the terrible stunts they used to pull on me. Thankfully,I was sent to a co-educational school and I thought the pranks and the teasingwould finish but I was wrong. In fact, it became worse. Some of the girlsused to egg the boys on. But that just seemed to add to the excitement raking her mind."Lydia," he moaned. His hipbones bumped hers. He was plowing the shaft of his cock up against her belly. She could feel the brush of his balls and the different way the dome of his cock was shaped as it slid into the tight groove between her legs and thigh. Pushing her hands between their grinding bodies, Lydia reached down until she was where she guessed his cock was. She wanted to touch it, to hold and caress it between her.