"I'm the gunnery officer and Kerry Bogdanovich is the logistics officer." You mean they've got us actually heading sections?" asked Harry. "Is that on...paper or for real." Oh it's real enough," replied Roger. He set his mug back on the table before continuing, "I'm guessing that in an ideal world we'd all be at least second tour Ensign's or even Lieutenants before we got the responsibilities, but we are what we are. The Exec keeps a pretty close eye on us and that makes things easier, believe it. I have to care for someone before I make love to her. Usually, the sexual aspect is just temporary, and I end up helping her find what she truly needs. She can move on and I hope I made her life better. I still love each of them for the person she is. If a woman stays with me longer and can accept my lifestyle, that is wonderful also.”“What are you plans for me?” she asked.“Well, right now I’m thinking about trying to get you out of those tight jeans,” he replied.“Good idea, but what about long. ”“Doing what?” the girl asked. I shook my head, trying to clear it. Suddenly she was wearing her jogging outfit again and looking at me like I was crazy. “Look pal, I think you need to get some serious help.”“Help. Sure. But-”“Just stay away from me, you creep.”The girl took off running again. Her naked ass bouncing enticingly as the Tiger Viagra took hold of my mind.“Yeah, help,” I muttered to myself. I went and picked up my bag, hoping that my laptop hadn’t broken. A few other people passed. Our last time together, "Ralph" tied me down to my bed, stuck all four of the pillows beneath my hips, gagged me with my own panties and bra, and then instructed his dog Rodney on how to make love to his girlfriend. I kicked the son of a bitch out of the house.One afternoon a month or so after the assault, I was in the kitchen, making a pitcher of Lipton Iced Tea. I glanced out the back door, having seen something from the corner of my eye. It was Loopy, the next door neighbor's dog, a large.