Before I was selected to attend this course 3RGJ were sent to Northern Ireland on a three month tour.Although 'The Troubles' had abated somewhat there...were still Republican and Unionist gangs running about causing problems. 3RGJ was sent to South Armagh, so called 'Bandit Country'. Weapons, drugs, and people smuggling was conducted over the border with southern Ireland, and there were a series of watch towers and check points all along the border. From company bases we patrolled the surrounding. Valerie nodded."Speak up girl! Speak up!" the Dean admonished her."Yes, but I just refer to him as my father," Valerie blushed."Hmm...commendable, commendable."Valerie very soon realised that the Dean of Admissions, who was also thehead of the English and History Departments, was a blatherer whoconstantly repeated himself.The Dean was head down studying documents which she recognised as theletters of recommendation from tutors who did not exist and school reportsfrom two schools she had never. "Okay, well as you know, sperm are known to have proteins called olfactory receptors. The female reproductive tract releases chemical signaling molecules to lead the sperm to them," I explain, squeezing and releasing my thighs to relieve my aching pussy. "Once the sperm reaches the oocyte, they bind to the zona pellucida and undergo the acrosomal reaction, which creates a slit in the zona letting the sperm wiggle inside to get to the oocyte." He stares at me as if I spoke a language he couldn't. There was my DNA hitting the hardwood floor of her bedroom. "Holy shit you have a lot of cum!" This wasn't the first time I heard that. As long as they liked it, I embraced it. We cleaned up and she proceeded to brush her teeth. Good girl. She couldn't wait to stick her tongue down my throat again. When I was rock hard again, she wanted to fuck. "I have condoms in the drawer." 'What the fuck?? Who else are you fucking?' At that moment I couldn't believe she had a pile of rubbers in her bedside.