”“Have a good night,” Kareem wished them as the opened their door.“I will, chica!”“Guess that guy is getting some ass,” Abdel remarked.�...�For sure!”“Just like me.”Kareem freshened up in the bathroom. Douching his pussy, showering, and putting on a purple chinlon material negligee. He walked out and Abdel grinned. Abdel turned down the TV volume and said, “Listen closely.”Kareem could hear the two guys from earlier.“Fuck me, papi!”“Yeah, faggit! Push back on my dick!”“Oh my god, papi!. There were five more marines clustered around an electric loading lift near the point where the ramp touched the floor. Three of them were privates, one—the only female among them—was a corporal, the other, a man who stood apart from the others and was dressed in shorts instead of cargo pants, was a gunnery sergeant.“Look at them,” said the corporal, her voice dripping sarcasm. “Aren’t they just the cutest things? Fresh out of basic training camp.”“With no torkin’ idea what kinda slag they got. I did get in a three-way situation with a pair of the Candy-stripers in the basement storage lock-up that was entirely unplanned and spontaneous incident that was fortunately in a space where there were no cameras or recording devices to monitor staff moral behavior. Of course, in the case of the Candy-stripers, they would only get a slap on the wrist for putting out to hospital staff, but I would probably be suspended without pay for a few weeks and in a worst case scenario, I would be fired. There were a few of the dog laying on its back while she mounted him, but I found these to be less satisfying in the visual sense as well as for the dog.To meet Sally in the street, you would never think for one moment that she indulged in sexual games with her dog. Always, she would be immaculately dressed, her hair would always be just so and when she spoke to relative strangers; there would always be an aloofness about her manner of speech. But, now I know different, just like any other.