She didn't have to tell me who's stupidity would be the main topic of the discussions. Luckily, Liz also called me later that day. She was so happy th...t it was infectious. She also told me that she had told her mother about her problems - and me. Together they had decided that her father didn't need to know everything, and it might be better to keep me out of the family discussions a little bit longer. After all, he was only nine years older than me.I felt better after talking to Liz. I made a. She had stroked them all off. Some recently had fucked her. Megan’s boyfriends had each fucked her. One had fucked Megan and then Megan had made her eat his cum from her dripping pussy. It was so wrong. It was so gross. It was so… different at first and yet now. Now she wondered if she would be ready for it to all end in just ten short months.She walked into the house and Megan was standing in the entry way to the kitchen, dressed as she always seemed to be anymore. She had on a form fitting. “Yeah, usually we play with each other, but you would make it more exciting!” Rebecca said seductively. The both came and sat next to me on my bed. It was great because I could see down both of their shirts. “Umm…sure.” I said, wondering what kind of game they were thinking of. “What’s it called?” Putting her hand on my thigh, Rebecca said. “It’s called the Pleasure Game.” “To win you must pleasure the other players the most.” Emily added. . Sawyer’s eyes went wide when he saw the patches on my shirt.“So you’ve been to Ranger School!” he stated, surprised.“Yes, that and both Pathfinder and the Jungle Warfare Schools in Panama,” I told him, pointing to the patch on my right shirt pocket. He could also see my wings from Airborne training.“How the hell does a radio operator get to go to all of those schools?” he wanted to know.“I was always the new guy in the outfits that I was in, and they didn’t want to lose their regular people for.