Brad climbed out of the pool and dried off with his towel before heading out to the lobby."How about you Ben?"Ben looked up at me and smiled slightly....Hesitating slightly, he answered, "Yeah, I’m walking home”"Okay, good! Then… better get out! I'm gonna hit showers myself!"And into the locker room I went, to have my usually after-shift shower and change. The shower stalls were made of concrete and lined with tiles. Each one had it's own curtain. Standing in the hot steam of the shower, thoughts. I'm still worried about your, uh ... infatuation for Mr. Henson, though." So, are you afraid that he'll rape me?" she asked, a strange quality to her voice."Well ... no. But you're just fifteen." I'll be sixteen Friday. What are you getting me for my birthday?" Young lady, that isn't the topic of this conversation. We were talking about Mr. Henson." If you mean, Dave, had you rather I give my virginity to Jimmy in the back seat of his car?"Madison tensed up like someone had pushed a knife into. It was not as it had been during the hostilities, when they could just arrest anyone they chose; now they had to justify arrests to the High Command, especially arrests of prominent people.After dinner, it seemed that the Brigadier did not want to dance, but he sat with Jane drinking and watching a young Major first groping, then undressing, and finally actually fucking his partner on one of the sofas in the ballroom. As this show progressed Lady Johnson's newly appointed partner slowly groped. AHHHHHHH!” Her hips bucked hard into my face. I clamped down on her clit, and held on through the ride. Slamming two fingers into her pussy, I felt the unmistakable contract-and-release of an orgasming vagina. I sawed my fingers in and out, while lapping her clit. Even before coming off one orgasm, she started a second one, bucking, moaning, and occasionally cursing. I fingered her sopping wet pussy faster and faster, triggering more orgasms. I knew what I had to do. I released her clit from my.