Well, while her water bra would probably feel real through the dress, she didn't want to chance it. She would yell "BOO!" and scare the hell out of th...m if they tried anything. Silly boys... "Are you a virgin, Nicole?" asked Bob, leaning forward. His eyes drilled into hers.She again answered, her voice a monotone. She wasn't a virgin. Last year on a band ski trip she had fooled around with a trumpet player. Bob asked for details, and she provided: the boy's powerful, talented lips had thrilled. After the break up, her and her ex would occasionally meet up for meaningless sex, to more or less keep their numbers down. But the more sex they had, the more her feelings for him came back. She knew she couldn’t allow it to keep going if they weren’t going to get back together. That would just be too painful and she really wasn’t the type of girl to sit in self pity. “I bet you can’t go more than a month without calling me for sex again. In fact, I know you can’t do it.” The subtle dare. I writhed and moaned in ecstasy, then I felt him stand behind me.“Oh God, yes, please fuck me!” I begged.His hands gripped my buttocks, and I felt the head of his cock begin to part my lips. I tried to push backward to impale myself on him, but his strong hands on my ass held me down. Then suddenly he slid his cock up and laid it between my cheeks. I gasped in disappointment.“No, please!” I yelped.He chuckled. “We have all night,” he said gently, “I want to enjoy you some more.”“Please,” I. .."He grinned and turned, "Andrew, Mark, Harris."All three were seaman and appeared quickly. The petty officer gestured to me, "go with our cherry and see if he can find some weapons."The weapons I ... found were two new miniguns with air force markings on the crate. Seaman Harris found a truck and we loaded the weapons after removing them from the crates. We worked to clean, run electric lines and mount them on the boat while the petty officer left. When he returned we had to help unload.