After an entire week of personality tests, the Secret Service people sent me to JJR. That is the James J. Rowley Training Center outside DC. That wasn...t a big deal. It was a lot like Army basic training, with a lot more class work and sidearm training. They trained me to use the MP5, but in a cut down version. I wasn't very good with that. I did some shooting with a .308 sniper rifle and did pretty good. Like I said, we learned to look at crowds and people to see who might be a problem. That. " I do, but conservatory isn't really about music. It's about getting credentials and preparing for a career playing dull music in dull places for dull people. That's not something I want."She was right of course, but to hear the sentiment so clearly voiced by one so young and tender caused me to smile."Do your parents know you're going to quit?" No, I just decided last night. I'll tell them if I see them this weekend." So, how are you going to support yourself?" I was betting she hadn't. Laughing to myself, I gripped the dildo tightly, then slammed it back into her cunt. "Oh, fu-" she cried, almost letting herself swear. A few nearby students looked at her, startled, then returned to their work.I continued this for a few minutes, sliding it in and out, in and out, over and over. Her taut ass cheeks gained a rosy hue from the pounding and her cunt walls started gripping the dildo more aggressively. I watched her all the while, her eyes scrunched close and face only slightly. "Listen to me, girl, I am going to let you work with Corporal Amy and I want you to follow her orders. Now, before you do that, I want you to show me with your mouth that you are loyal to me. Just remember to not advertise it to any of the others because they tend to get a bit jealous if they find out we have something special. Do you understand me?"She nodded her head and opened her dress in front so Desmond could see her small but perfectly shaped breasts with the dark circles standing out.