"Yeah I know, your dick does most of the thinking, and I'll bet I know what it's thinking. I guess I should have looked at you a little closer, nice p...ckage," she says looking at my crotch and the bulge that again gave away my intentions. "Well the little head does the thinking, sometimes too much," I shot back, trying to keep myself calm and collected, which wasn't easy with the hungry look in her eye. "Listen, maybe I can make it up to you somehow," she says with a sly little grin, putting. “I could Mrs. Lesummer.”“And you Emanuel?”“I’m fine.”She motioned to the back facing seats. “You know the drill then.”Emanuel nodded and dropped their bags by their work station as Allison sat down in one of the chairs. Where’s the rest of the class? It’s almost time.Probably outside waiting or taking their time. You know how it can feel this late on a Friday.True. She turned and glanced at the clock. Almost.Now... he thought a few moments later as the bell rang and the rest of the class rush. I jumped, clearly startled, when I saw that there was another guy in the bathroom stall. Maybe there had been two of them, or maybe he’d just wanted me to think he’d left. I didn’t know, but I was pretty nervous. I just said, “hi” and kept going to the sink. I started to wash my hands and suddenly he pressed himself against me from behind. He pushed me against the sink and I could feel his hard cock against my ass. I panicked and slid away from him, moving over to the paper towel dispenser. I. He held out a sealed envelope. "Orders, Sir. From Admiral Naismith."He stepped back, saluted and left while we were looking at the envelope. The Chevrolet drove away."Well, Hell ... guess we should open it."The Marine sergeant standing next to us said, "Good idea, Sir." Sergeant, I don't know how you got on our boat but you didn't have permission. Get off." Grace was feeling pugnacious."Ma'am. I can't. No one is supposed to know we're here." We?" There's nine of us, Ma'am." He pointed below..