And it was that Bryan never let down. The very night he got expelled, he started out his Plan B.It was well known that there was drug trafficking all ...round that part of the city. If you were willing to get into it, the jobs were plenty to choose from. What was needed at that time for the criminal economy was a boost in sales. And what Bryan needed, was some cash to keep living. He grabbed his steel pipe, and set off to the streets just as the clock hit 1:32AM. The pipe went right through a. Back to the barracks we went. I got to cool my heels until chow call that evening.After a ‘delicious?’ meal, I went back to my room. Why was I being singled out? I intended to find out. I walked across the narrow hall to the barracks sergeant’s room and knocked. The door opened and the sergeant saluted me. I dunno, I guess it was expected. To this point, I’d only saluted officers in my unit. Doing the only thing I knew to do, I saluted him back. Shit was getting out of hand here. I ‘asked’ him. I squeezed my arms around her and tried to get as close to her entire body as I could. I so wished that she could just become part of me forever. She lay still and gasped as my semen rushed into her. Her tunnel continued to spasm with excitement. She eventually had a second, smaller and less intense orgasm but I was totally spent. As we quietly lay there and experienced the afterglow, we heard some muffled screaming from next door. ‘I think that was mom.’ She started laughing quietly. ‘You. ‘Some reckon they can still see the blood stain on the table. Can’t see it meself. Orl right?’ Mrs. McIntosh moved off with stately tread leaving a depressed Chris contemplating with little enthusiasm the coming days. I took a look at the table and failed to see any sign of a residual bloodstain, then decided how to arrange myself. The dining room seemed the best place to work in. Apart from the main table that was of a size to seat about twenty people, there was another smaller table that.