"Conventional anesthetics would have left you bruised and uncomfortable, but this technique reduces the physical trauma and leaves you with a pleasant...post-hypnotic glow."Slowly, Margaret raised her head. A man was leaning over her, a distinguished-looking man in his mid-fifties. A name swam into her mind. "Doctor Calvin. That's who he is. He's going to fix me..." Pleasant," she murmured aloud. "Yeah." Now, what do you think of your new breasts?" Oh... oh my God." Realisation burst through. I’m not using the ring. If I can do this for you, let me.”“Don’t make me hide this in your luggage,” he said firmly. “Take it. You deserve it. I WANT you to have it. I also might just let it slip that I got the ring before Billy. He’s scraping together every dime he can find. I heard he’s up to $3500 and he’s been hounding Dad to loan him the rest before you go back for the summer.”I nodded. “Then it’s probably better if you told him that I gave it to you,” I said. “That way, he’s not pissed. So, now I was shivering and I could see, she was too. She got up and went and locked the door. Then she came close to me, and stood there, facing me, we both staring at each other. I got up, still looking into her eye. We were standing so close, that I could hear her breathe. She came closer and kissed me.Our lips interlocked and I could feel her saliva meeting with mine. That lock lasted for about, 2-3 minutes after which we both felt a little at ease. I went and sucked her tongue, which was. It is an open secret Ensign. No one officially will confirm its existence of course and if you ask most Fleet personnel they think it’s just a bogey story, but the Worm exists. The United Stars Navy is so big and spread over such a large area, it is hard to police and really control it all. Secret societies and fraternity groups develop within the Navy. Some are just founded by Officers with no other intend as hang out and have a reason to party and drink. Others are less harmless and seek.