A-_-s, well so I myself say as prior-military-enlisted-personnel myself, but then they themselves being of law-enforcement had got that mad-shooter fi...ally, thank God for that, dropping his, excuse my language, &/or pardon my French, funky, & foul, stinking, stanking a-_-s like that being of a hot potatoe, but then they being of law-enforcement had recovered that being of the lethal weapon of the firearm being of which was used by the mad-shooter. like wtf?!!! you can't even be safe at a local. Curious, she went to the gym and did a workout. It was great to be so young and strong. She grinned; youth really is wasted on the young. But she quickly sobered up. It would be no joke getting to the Base and turning them both back without someone finding out.Bev heard the Captain's voice: "Wesley, I know you've just come aboard,but I need to talk to you."'Now what?' wondered Beverly, but answered, "Of course, sir."It was strange to walk in her son's tall body. She noticed that peoplelooked at. Her slender body and small breasts made her appear younger than her twenty years. She had a youthful vigor and a quick, sly smile that could melt even the hardest heart."I just bought the same shirt as you." She pulled a T-shirt out of a plastic bag. It had the logo of the rock group 'The Who' on it."Oh cool, you a Who fan too?" I asked."Yes." She answered.We began conversing and found out we had similar musical tastes. She told me her name was Cindy and she lived in the next town with her. I shiver, anticipating his tongue, but I feel something around my wrists. A necktie - I recognize it as one of the many Molly keeps for this oddly similar purpose- is wrapped around my wrists and tied to others that link it to the post of the bed. Another goes around my eyes, and I suddenly become fearful he's going to hurt me for seeing his face.The room is silent. My pussy pulsates, still wanting his wet, hot tong-"OH GOD!" I scream out as I feel him make contact. It's exactly as I.