And then CUM in that pussy ... is probably a rat bastard.But it wasn't that way. Really! I HAD to do it! I had to do it for the team.Let me explain. T...en you'll understand.It all started when I went out for the football team at Wilson High. It was my Senior year, and I'd never played before. Our team had a seven year losing streak going, and we were the laughing stock of the entire State. But I needed something on my resume for college to show that I'd participated in stuff, so I went out.Turns. Everybody said ewww, no way, and Tony , who was our de facto leader called everybody chicken s—t, and said we were a bunch of fags, and would probably like it. We said no way man, and everybody agreed, and pulled off our pants or shorts, and sat facing each other in a circle, ie. That’s why it is called a circle jerk. Duuhh. We started stroking our hard young cocks, watching each other, with an electric atmosphere, because this was a first for us, and we finished the quart of Gin, and were all. “Now open your eyes!” Dana urged them, hardly able to contain herself as she awaited their reaction.There was a hushed silence as her shipmates stared in shock at the Invictus.“Holy fuck!” Alyssa swore quietly under her breath.Dana grinned proudly at the stunned reaction of her friends and lovers.“I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to pass myself off as a peaceful trader again.” John said wryly.The assault cruiser had been totally stripped of its old armour and had been completely. And hell, she wasn’t so drunk she couldn’t control the situation if she went with him. Damn, she could take a risk. Do something inadvisable, something downright stupid once in her buttoned-up life. “Okay, big-shot,” she said, ruefully returning the smirking gaze which taunted her, “Show me this rock-star palace.” * * The palace in question was a small rental apartment on one of the dingier outskirts of Maple City. “Friend of a friend got into real estate,” Jared explained to Sylvia as his key.