"I . . . um . . ." Scott stammered. Bethany put her hand on his crotch and though his mouth kept moving up and down, no sounds came out."Unless you do...'t want a free blowjob?"He shook his head, stopped and found his voice, "I mean, yes, I want one. Of course I do. Are you k**ding?" Promise not to tell?" Allison asked. "Promise," he swore and they went up to Bethany's room.Scott had the skinny, nerdy look that Bethany preferred. He looked confused, bewildered and eager all at once. Along the way. I suggested that he was welcome to stay the whole night, if he so preferred. Thanking me profusely with a light hug for the nice gesture and slightly relieved, he continued chatting with me on topics of common interest and talking about movies, he said that he hated the exaggerated sex and violence(only theme of late)on screen. I blurted out inadvertently, ” then what about real-life sex…..?” and realizing my blunder, stopped midway. Bewildered for a minute, he remarked,” Frankly YES, I enjoy a. I just smiled to myself at her statement, thinking that anyone who had friends that they cared for didn't see colors or any other thing other than a friend. Another lesson learned in the Legion and one of the best you could learn. I had noticed that a lot of the people I had met since coming to the United States seemed to put a lot of emphasis on a person's skin color. I went by the combat rule, when you're in a firefight with someone shooting at you, who gives a damn what the person's skin. Her torso, Her long slender hair, and Herface that had captured me since I first saw it. I was in Heaven nothingcould compare to the electric feel all over my body as I worshipped Her,my whole body was changing and soon ....I awoke in my bed. Got up and saw a beautiful girl staring back at me.She was possibly about 18 years old, I opened my mouth to ask who she wasbut a cute sensuous came out, and I realized that that girl was me. I hadto leave! There is no way I could explain this to my mom.