" She was going to get me hard again like that.The limo stopped short and then the phone buzzed, so I picked it up. It was the driver asking if we wan...ed to be dropped off, or should he go around the block again. I told him we were fine, the limo rolled under the canopy and stopped again. The driver opened the door for us. I slipped him a twenty as I got out, that was just the tip, I'd paid for the ride in advance. He was polite and said thank you. I don't know how much he knew of what we got. It got so we could appear and disappear at the speed of thought. We had several 'games' we played to challenge each other. We were both very competitive and surprisingly evenly matched. Charlie was a superb athlete and very coordinated. I was OK, but most of the time I was no match physically for her coordination. I made up for that in two ways; first, I would play with no fear. Pain was my friend. If there were pipes or furniture on the other side of the wall, I would dive through it, blinking. As I finish with each one, you will lick her fluids and mine from my cock, and then lick her clean as well. After the last one, I will fill your ass with my seed. This will mark you as mine. Once I have pleasured each of my wives again, I will take your virginity."Steve was watching Nytoya's eyes as he spoke. If he understood the situation, Nytoya needed to be used and humiliated, but he was sure that there were limits he couldn't push past. If he tried, either she'd refuse, and expect. The rest I put into a shoebox, balled up some newspapers to fill it out, and then taped the lid on. I made a label and mailed it to the Pentagon. Inside I left a note, simply stating, ‘I don’t deserve these.’ I hadn’t put a return address on the label; knowing the Army some jackass would probably mail them back. My time at the funeral had convinced me that I didn’t deserve to wear an Army uniform again. I just hoped I would be good enough for the Matucket Police Department. I’d find out soon.