I was somewhat sweet and innocent. He wasn't. He threw me on his single bed, and left the music on , on his playlist of dirty music. "Wh-what do you w...nt from me!" I screamed as it looked like he was about to smack me. He glared and grabbed my shirt and roughly took it off. I began to get a bit scared. He then said nothing and tore down my pants. "You want to fucking look at my body while I'm showering? You'll fucking get what you want. My way." he said angrily as he stripped me completely. I. She had also seen a palpable romantic tension between the two. She made a note to explore this further at a later time. It didn’t make sense to her that a boy and girl with that kind of attachment would be traveling together on a train without escort from one or more parents.The service attendant came over and took their orders. Not knowing who was running the show this time, George stuck with the safe choice of the half roast chicken. The service attendant was not the nicest person George had. It was the last thought that got to her. She wanted it to happen again — she needed it to happen again — and so, with an inner cry of anguish, she let go of Henry's cock and moved over him. She used her right hand to guide him into her and then she gave herself over to him.Janice was hooked. Three hours on Henry's bed and she was hooked. She couldn't believe how quickly she had turned into an absolute slut. What had started out as a simple hand job had turned into the strongest session of sex. She was traveling as BM2 Collins, though she felt more and more that she should be seen as Officer Candidate Collins. Yet, given the nature of the duty she was pulling for ONI, she would wear the stripes. And what a change in outlook it is for me to resent wearing a uniform, and even more so to resent, even a little, the stripes that tickled me so much back in August.Fortunately, the 737 wasn't terribly crowded, being a midweek mid-afternoon flight, and Lenore and the Chief had no one in the.