We were both so deeply lost in thought that neither of us heard the man shouting at us until he ran up and put his arm on my shoulder."What the fuck a...e you guys doing?" he screamed at me as he spun me around.I was tempted to throw a punch at the irate officer, but kept calm and found myself looking at Commodore Pruitt. He was about to scream again when I raised my right hand. He paused while looking at my hand."You need to get it straight, Ensign," I growled dangerously. "Trying to intimidate. Many evenings while I was doing homework, he sang or played the koto in the background.There were days that I had emergencies — meetings that could not be avoided, documents that needed my personal attention. On those occasions, I left class and Bakura remained to tape my classes for me. In my Art class, however, another of Bakura's talents came forth. While I concentrated on Drawing — hoping to improve my engineering drafts — he set up an easel in the back of the classroom and painted a series. "Here they come!" Thor cried. The jeering andcheering built up. "Let's see what the sissy looks like!" Rex shouted.The milling, topsy-turvy swarm of girls slowly approached. It was hard todistinguish who was who. There were so many ponytails. All of them hadbright makeup on. The sun glistened off the earrings, all of theirearrings. Dresses everywhere; no shorts, no pants, just dresses and shiny,smooth legs. Beautiful dresses flowing in the wind. Legs that men wouldstart wars over. And shoes. Sanjay caught my waist to support himself, his warm hands on my waist are giving me pleasure. On my way there was a huge bump on the road and I had to apply sudden brake Sanjay’s hand slipped from my waist and touched on my bulge between my thighs. As I was already horny and my penis was hard pushing my underwear and pant up, his hand touched my erect cock. My penis became harder at his touch and responded by throbbing vigorously, sanjay could feel my hard on. He has not removed his hand from.