Olivia was the most nervous that she’d ever been in her life. Moments later, Jaysin returned to the apartment with six very huge black men. They all...dwarfed even Jaysin. The girls then all looked on in fear as they started to undress and one by one they revealed the biggest schlongs either of them had ever seen. They were all semi-erect, but still looked to be like 9 or 10 inches each. Karla wondered how big they would actually get once they were fully hard. Vicky was amazed and Olivia was just. It doesnt matter what she likes, Pete. Does it, Lilly? No Sir. And why is that? Because Im a dirty whore, Mr. Shaver. And Dirty Whores dont get a say. Id had to repeat that phrase and variations thereof fairly often in the last six weeks. Once he even made me hand write it twenty-five times while he fucked me slowly with the thick mahogany nameplate thats probably still on his desk today. It took me three tries until the legibility met his requirements. The truth at that time was that I didnt. I described what was happening, including the fact that my cell phone service was down. They wanted to know the registration numbers on the boat. I had a spotting scope (that had seen better days) in my office. I laid it on the window casing for stability and took a look. I got 'ME-ARJ' then the trees blocked the rest. I told the nice man what I'd seen and verified that they were still shooting at my place. They thanked me and said someone would be right out.Not forty minutes later a Coastie. John had joined the battalion after Vittorio and had been posted to Captain Slade's company. On the face of it Charles was never going to be taken seriously as an infantry officer, in what was by now a veteran battalion. He looked like a milksop: a slightly built youth with curly golden hair, big blue eyes, and a complexion, and eye lashes, for which a woman would eagerly sell herself. Put a bonnet on his head, a gown over his body and some rouge on his cheeks and Master Charles St. John would.