"Bun, c'mon, we have time yet. What's the rush?" Her temper roiled, her tears welled, but, he did not see them, as usual marching ahead of her.He neve... saw nor talked to Bunny again the final 4 years of his life.His mother requested that his remains be brought back to Kansas for internment. She'd kept his c***dhood home immaculate and ready for that day when he'd leave the Corp. and return.The Pyles accompanied the casket back and on an oppressively humid Kansas day his Sergeant was laid to. I was never sure what Melissa felt about all this growing up. Telling her class at the beginning of each school year, oh, my daddy has a shitty job in a warehouse and paints on the side. Lissa always was in many respects very much of her mother. Completely different, but tolerant. She whipped through her four years as a Business Major in three, and then went on to grad school. No one was more surprised than me that first Christmas break when she came home and announced that her MBA program had. Seconds later, a thrusting into my asshole gave me a burning sensation. I yelped in pain and Chris was thrusting his dick in my ass. The burning sensation was still strong as Chris mentioned that I was really tight. Tim was standing near Cindy and rubbing his cock which had started to get hard again after he had already come on my face. The pain from behind got stronger and Chris said “You are loosening up now, soon I’ll have my whole dick in there up to my balls.” Fear ripped through me. ‘I don’t want to wear anything under my hips, all the 3 days, is that possible?’, now I was afraid she wanted my brother to move somewhere for the next 3 days.‘Hmmm, There are small problems in that’, I was about to tell about my brother.‘I don’t care about your brother. He might get interested in me. In fact, I would like….’, she paused afraid what my reaction is going to be.‘What are all are you going to wear?’, she still wasn’t sure what my reaction is going to be.To say the truth I wasn’t.