I sat down in an uncomfortable folding chair and waited while he read the paperwork that they had gotten me to fill out."Mr. Glass, according to the i...formation that you provided, you've never held a job, other than with the Air force?" Yes, that's correct." You had a lot of training in electronics I see, and spent almost three years with hands on experience?" Hands on a typewriter. I took care of the duty roster for the GATR site that I was assigned to. I was a glorified clerk I guess you. As soon as I was able, I refastened my pants and walked away. Carol must have wondered if this time I was really leaving—and if so what she was going to do. But I only went to retrieve her dress and hurried back.The look of relief on her face was very clear when she saw that I was carrying her dress. I helped her to stand, some of the semen on her stomach running down into her pubic hair as she did so. She pulled her panties up, then looked at me. I held out the dress. She shook her head,. “Are you wondering why Brad is standing there? Why he asked me to tell you all of this right here in the parking lot? Why it was so important that we not wait till we got home?”I couldn’t speak. I just couldn’t find the strength to answer. But I think she expected that reaction from me. She smiled an almost evil smile never taking her eyes from Brad.“You see, honey, Brad whispered something naughty in my ear when he led me from the booth. Something that I was afraid of. Something that he needs. You need to stop talking about his balls,” Mark said. “Do you want to know how big his dick is?” I asked holding my pinky finger in the air. With my other hand, I covered the bottom half of my pinky finger to show it was only half the size. “Tiny!!” I silently mouthed. “Moving along before I vomit. Then you switched to the offensive side of the ball and dated Tyrell. I’ll give you credit there. Tyrell’s pretty cool but every girl in the school wanted to kill you when you two started dating.”.