"Dave looked up and smiled at her. "I think I'm going to call you honey pie from now on because you taste so incredibly sweet."Mishy blushed again as ...ave stood up. He picked her up once again thinking there were definite advantages to have a really small girlfriend and carried her into the bathroom. Mishy wrapped her arms around Dave's neck and nuzzled his shoulder and chest."Where are you taking me?" she asked."You and I are going to take a shower together," he told her as he set her down on. Bunty soon showed me how fast a limp cock could be brought back to life by the expertly griping and stroking fingers of an experienced hand. The second attempt at frottage was better and I was able to achieve a much better performance. Bunty also showed me how to tuck my prick and balls between my thighs to create a nice path for his erect cock as he now took his turn to come to climax. This was the extent of my second night’s lessons and experiences.In the course of the next six nights, Bunty. “Guilty pleasures are sinful, and yet so delicious.” She was greeted with a heavy rumble of laughter. “I didn’t think you would stop by, you didn’t answer my text.” It was true, and guilt hit him for a minute. After leaving Pendicon Field, he couldn’t muster the energy to text her back and contemplated just going home rather than stopping by. A bunch of the guys were out partying at a bar in the city but something else drove him away from the celebrations. While on the Kennedy his SUV had. They were all nude, but not naked: physically bare but not psychologically bare.The ship's bells struck twice in quick succession, as the three officers tried desperately to reboot their organic computers. Behind them, a few of the Marines started to snicker as the implications sank in.The ship's bells struck twice again."The next man to laugh will be transferred to a platoon of penguins at the South Pole!" barked the frustrated Major. The snickering was instantly swallowed, but the smiles.