Loud and long. He quickly covered her mouth and turned her roughly around to face him. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the pocket kn...fe he always carried with him….you never know when it might be useful, right? Shay was still screaming, but it was being muffled by his hand. With his other hand he opened the knife and brought it up to her eye level. “Do I look like I’m fucking kiddin‘,” he whispered threateningly. He enjoyed momentary satisfaction as he watched her eyes. Now it's time I had mine."The brunette's cute face scrunched up in horror. "No. Please. Don't do this. Don't rape me!" she squealed as the muscular, naked soldier untied her ankles just long enough to lift up her hips. Her wrists were still tied above her to the tent's central pole, making her arms straightened taut above her head. Her head thrashed as she tried to flail with her legs, but it was no use. He easily pushed her legs wide and she sagged with resignation as he arranged her legs. Eons later she came drifting slowly back, dreamily back,every bone in her body gone soft and her flesh singing.Her vagina was still slowly squeezing/relaxinginvoluntarily. She realized it had not ever been likethis… so vibrant… with anybody else. This was powerful medicine and she needed something toprotect herself and now. But she found no magic shield.She was defenseless and utterly without protection. Allshe knew for certain was that to lie with a man such asthis was to become. "What took you so long to make varsity?" He chided me.Russell overheard me telling Press that Marcy Cochran would like to discuss his stance and suggest that he ask her to dance. "Maybe I'll dance with her too," Russell said. "I could use a tip or two. Besides, I'm up for anything that pisses the Colonel off."That night in the room Lester was fuming. He had transferred from football to photography on his own but apparently he hadn't thought that I would be the one to take his place on the.