I unbuckle my belt and lower my pants until I get my soaring erection out. Its head is slick with precum. I line up myself behind her and guide my har... cock against her asshole. I push slowly and slide in easily as her sphincter can’t resist. Pushing up to the hilt in her moist rectum, I pull back until my glans is at the entrance out and thrust back in. It feels wonderful, the usually so classy Lindsay submitting to me like this. Her body rocks against the dumpster as I grab her by her hips. We had taken our shoes off and I was rubbing her feet when Janet turned to me and said with a glint in her eye “Hey, how about giving me one of your great massages? I could sure use one!” With some excitement in my voice, in anticipation of what could happen, I viewed it as an invitation to more. I said, ‘Sure.” We went to her bedroom and she lay on her bed face down, with her head facing left, resting on her folded arms. I started to straddle her legs, but my pants were pulling against my. It was unreal in a way, like this room wasn’t supposed to be there. It was stark white and smelled like sanitizer. There was a constant humming and beeping from the numerous machines in the room. There was one window but the curtains were always closed. The TV was never on. I still couldn’t bear to look at the still figure in the bed. It was too painful and made my whole body shake with sorrow. Nothing changed except the still, shaded figure in the corner. I moved toward the bed, numbly saying,. "Optio Redburn, I would like to apologize for my words and attitudes earlier. It was inexcusable, and not worthy of you nor of the Marine Corps." Apology accepted, Private Al Harbi." Those words you spoke on the parade square today, they have gone around the Brigade. I find I cannot argue with their logic. I admire your courage, and your intelligence. I have registered all of my children. They will have their first classes this afternoon." Thank you, Private Al Harbi. I'm sure you will find it.