You’re supposed to use ranks when we’re on duty, maintain radio silence unless absolutely necessary.”“Sorry, Sarge.”“Alright, we’re goin... in.”He waved them forward, and they moved towards the curved ramp that led from the hull to the hangar bay, rifles raised as they navigated the odd geometry. Pete went first, the barrel of his rifle passing through the force field that held the atmosphere inside the bay, followed by his armored suit as he set foot on level ground. His stomach lurched as he. When I pushed the sticky finger inside she said, "That's just okay." She evidently preferred the tongue, and so did I, so I went back to working orally. Laboring as hard as I was, it became frustrating because I could not seem to make her moan. I redoubled my efforts, working frantically, kissing, nibbling, licking that devil's gate. But all I got in return was, "Nice baby," or, "That's pretty good." I pushed my tongue in deeper, and she said, "Sweet, very sweet." But suddenly, I began to lose. He knows his captain, his immediate commander, has to suppress an erection when Adam walks into his office to take care of business. Adam is always the first Marine there in the morning for physical training – calisthenics followed by a two mile run, sometimes with gear, sometimes without. No man in the unit comes close to the physical perfection and dedication Adam possesses. Sometimes, on the weekends, especially in the summer, Adam likes to run through the pathways that adjoin the French. It was July, summer was in full bloom and everyone appeared to be excessively happy, everyone except for me that was. I was physically immature and painfully self-conscious. As the days dragged by, I sunk deeper and deeper into youthful depression. All this was exaggerated by the news that my family’s traditional summer sojourn by the coast was to be cancelled, due to some unforeseen expenses. Then one Friday morning towards the end of July, my parents informed me that they had decided, on.