“Andrew? It is you!”It took me a minute. “Miss Hanson? How...?”She beamed. “The school board gave me a leave to do USO. It’s Gretta. ‘Hv...rdan har du det?’ means how are you?”“Wonderfully surprised,” though I supposed she could tell it. Sailors aren’t supposed to be “wonderfully” anything, but I didn’t care.“So how’d you end up here?” she wanted to know.“Me? I’m a journalist. Navy stuff. Are you...?”She must have understood. “Same as ever. You?”“Same as ever.”“So how about let’s dance.” “Let It. I lean down and help you up and take you into the bathroom, I set the shower running and help you to get in, within seconds your strength is returning and you are carefully soaping yourself down. I step into the shower behind you, your back to me I reach round and take the soap, getting a rich lather on my hands I reach round you again to massage the soap into and around your breasts, one hand staying there whilst the other descends to begin gently soaping your well fucked pussy. You moan. That's your brain talking, and it's probably right, in the long term. I think emotionally you're convinced he's gone forever. Try looking at it that way, let me know what you think?"In less than a minute Carol was in Susan's lap, being held by their therapist and friend as Carol cried.Carol had never been to the Karghold, and after Devon passed responsibility for her over to a driver and two guards, the little woman found herself being helped into the back of a jeep that took her through the. He got his hand in her pants a lot and said he thought he could make her cum. She would jack him off and 'sometimes' finish him. Oh, the shit guys deal with in high school! I was a year older than Becky and was a typical high school kid. I had a girlfriend most of the time and was not a virgin. Girls I dated were not quite the cheerleader variety, but only one level below. I was totally obsessed with fooling around when I was with a girl, like most teen boys. Anything to feel boobs I haven't.