Leave him alone!" Suzanne..." started Brett."That's OK, Brett. Your kid sister needs help with her homework. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I d...dn't let you help her," laughed Connie."Connie!" yelled Brett, but it was too late. Suzanne burst out the room crying. Brett flashed Connie an angry look and then quickly followed Suzanne."Wait! Suzanne!" yelled Brett, as he caught up with her."Leave me alone!" she cried."Please. Listen to me." Why should I?" Because, I'm your friend."All of a. She figured the war would be over soon and finally her baby boy could come home and go to college, make something of himself. He was so bright; she just knew there was a great future for him.One night, Christina got a phone call. She smiled picking up the phone and figuring it was Adam. To her surprise it was not. It was another soldier who gave her the bad news.There had been a bombing where Adam was and may soldiers died. Adam lived, but he was severely burned. They wouldn't give Christina. ” He produced a crisp twenty and handed it to me. I took it and folded it into my right stocking. I felt like such a whore. A cheap, slutty, nasty, toilet whore. I took my position and wrapped my hungry whorifice around his cock. It was a nice clean cut and thick one. He was about seven inches long and very stiff. His pubes were cut close and he smelled of cologne. I sucked on him and worked my mouth back and forth. I opened my lube and upended it into my hand and caught it. Then I. While he would never be a close friend, as the rest of us now seemed to be, he was friendly enough.Courtney was the next person to be nominated and elected as director of our 'council'. The first thing she did when I turned over the meeting to her, on my final day as director, was to ask us to come up with a specific name for our group. She said that the 'council', while good for the moment, conjured too many images for her, from that little group that Tom had been fighting and exposing for a.