. "That's right gentlemen. Each of you has got to score within the next seven days — and provide proof of such conquest or you can kiss this fratern...ty good-bye."Again there were puzzled and troubled looks exchanged."And in case you thought it would be as easy as scoring with your girlfriend — forget it! I have here a list of names of the woman who are to be your intended — let's call them targets, shall we?"One of the older frat members produced a ball cap and Bell took out a series of slips. But soon, you will see for yourself what I will require from you”.I will make no comment on the above variant version of the Marquis de Sade, except to say that it is a pleasure that I enjoyed in my youth, and still relish.There is nothing that pleases me more than to shoot my cum, and to see my semen on a woman's body or face. Of course, one comes inside them, normally; that is what they expect. Inside their cunts, their vaginas. Then one can watch as the semen drips and pools out of them,. " (I was long overdue for a haircut, even by my current un-military standards, and this would provide a harmless but dramatic test. I clicked the "send" button.Suddenly, I felt a bit of a tingle. I touched my beard - definitely shorter. I felt the back of my neck. That old, familiar military taper met my fingers and I ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. I stared. It had looked better when I was twenty years younger and in the appropriate uniform, but there was no doubt that my hair would. Leslie dragged herself forward to Lee’s office, dreading what was going to happen today. Yet, she knew it was for the better. The scar on her arm told her that. The sooner they declared her treated to the sooner she could leave and be back to her life. She approached the door grumbling, but when she heard a conversation she went immediately silent. The door was closed but she could make out two distinct voices. Leslie carefully pressed her ear to the door. ‘…tre…ent…prog…ure…’ A distinctly.