Mr. S held out his closed fist pointing down and Sergeant O'Malley told the rookie to stick his hand out. The cop didn't know what was going on as the...man put a wad of paper in his hand. He pulled his hand in and when his Training Sergeant held his hand out, he gave him the paper and watched as the sergeant unrolled the $100 bill."Go get some coffee and donuts on me, O'Malley," the man said."Thank you Mr. S, we'll do just that," the sergeant said and pulled away."What the fuck was that about. Frost and Illyana were there for me to have sex with." And that made you panic?" Yeah." What the fuck for?" Because having sex is something I have been dreading since I first sprouted hair down there. Years of anguish built up around the fact that I was lacking in the manhood department. God, I dreamt and hoped it would start growing, but it never did." Kid, you are fucked in the head, you know that don't ya?" Yeah, but one thing I quickly realized was that everyone here is fucked in the head. Robert hadn't said a word. I really didn't know if he was pleased or not and that kinda bothered me. I really wanted to please this man. I wanted him to tell me I was nice, sexy, even hot but apparently he was still making up his mind. Eventually, he slid his left hand up to my throat and gripped me firmly and then squeezed a little harder. I could still breath, but just barely. I knew this was to assert himself, as in control, and I just stood as ordered and gave myself to him. He then stepped. We came to an area I’d not been to before, there was a dumpy mound and that’s where Brian took his jacket off and laid down, I laid next to him. He lit another cig and offered one to me as we smoked he talked about himself. When we’d finished he smiled at me and his hand moved across my shoulders and onto the back of my head.Leaning up on my elbow I moved closer and kissed him, he kissed me back, just a peck, then another and then into full blown snogging, his tongue probing my mouth. I pulled.