One image in particular appeals. He has her posed on a park bench, the shot angled, taken from low down. I reckon he would have stooped to get it just...so — or even lain on the grass flat on his belly, stretched out with elbows steadying his hands as his fingers gripped the camera. Her eyes are bright and eager, her complexion fresh and girlish even in the unforgiving spring morning sunlight. Her knees are raised high, arms hugging legs, fingers entwined across kneecaps. From the angle the shot. (I wondered if he had left me in that position as part of his fertility rite I sat on the toilet and more slimy seed ran from my gapping womanhood' It was like I had been bored out, my vaginal lips hung slacky open as another glob of seed leaked from me. My whole sex was red and swollen, my nipples puffy and tender. I thought Wow that wasn't sex that was getting fucked. Yes that was the nasty word he had fucked the $%*@&* out of me. I reached for my douche in my bag and found it broken in half. "I turned around. She was alone with the smuggest smile possible on her face. She leaned in close enough so no one else could hear and ordered, "Be in your classroom in five minutes and don't you dare be late."Before I could reason with her she was gone. Anxiety overwhelmed me, but also an excitement I couldn't control. Maybe she would let me come. Just as quickly, I realized how absurd it was that I was worried about getting permission from a teenager to orgasm. I looked around and silently. He was apprehensive as to where this relationship could be going. The new stress of having to deal with a dangerous raid against the moonbase was just compounding his worry.She had mentioned militia training earlier when they had been getting to know each other, but had not gone into specifics. Standard militia training was pretty much expected on frontier planets and James had not given it much thought. Special Forces training, the kind Tarra must have completed to be part of the strike team,.