With her pants off, she straddled the edge of her bed and began to hump against it, holding on tight. Over and over as she slid up and down the edge o... her bed, wrinkling the blanket. I wasn’t sure how to think about that, but I knew I was enjoying this moment. Before she climaxed, she stopped and slid off the bed. She got up on her knees and said she wanted to be fucked. Then she said she wanted me to do it. That was stimulating in itself, but what followed was simply unbelievable. “You can. “Yeah, okay, mom,” one of the boys said, I didn’t catch who.“Hey, shut it,” Tom said, punching, presumably, the heckler in the arm. He turned back to me. “Alright, we’ll quiet down, on one condition, though.”“What’s that?”“You give me your number.” And I did. I was sorely tempted to just make a number up, Tom had some nerve. But despite myself I was intrigued by him. He had light blue eyes and dark hair. He also had a wispy, teen mustache, but I could forgive him that. That very night he called. Now!" Yes, sir!"They picked him up roughly. Aesia clenched her fists. "Wait!"The Marines hesitated and looked at their officer, he jerked his head and they continued away."Where are you taking him?" It will be taken care of," he spat. "As for you, follow me."Aesia followed the officer to the executive area of the ship. From his demeanour, she knew with increasing fear she had made a terrible mistake. He had seen her eyes and she sensed the hostility and disgust emanating from him. He motioned. These altered bullets would fragment on entry doing much more damage.Sitting far back from the window so as not to be seen from outside Boyd leaned forward and rested his weapon on the nightstand that he had mustered into duty as a shooting support. He took sight on the Major's wife, centering his aim on her heart but at the last minute he dropped his aim for a gut shot."Let her suffer, just like my beautiful Josey," he thought as he squeezed the trigger. Before the echoing sounds of the first.