Get up here and straddle me.”As he said that, he pulled me up like I was a feather and sat me down in his lap, his cockhead pushing against my pussy... He gave me the joint, and as I took in my first toke his fingers grabbed my nips and squeezed. His twisting and pulling, along with the hit from the weed electrified my nerves, shooting pleasure-pain feelings to my brain. I moaned and sorta sighed out, “Oh yes. Play with my tits. They love your fingers.” I took another toke deep into my lungs and. I couldn't wait to see Becky the next day andwe had a heck of a session that night when we had a chance to be alone. Itfelt good to be back in the driver's seat so to speak and all seemed rightwith the world.She was also thrilled that I seemed to be "back to normal". I just laughedit off and said I had been stressed with school.I had put my whole experience with Dev out of my mind and was working hardin the classroom and in the gym.I do have to admit that Dev wasn't very far from my mind every. Idon't want you to talk anyone into doing anything. All I need is for youto suggest someone. Someone suitable." Well, okay," I said. It wasn't, not really, but I didn't feel I could saythat. "But why don't you choose one of the boys you already know?" Because," said Shauna with exaggerated patience, "I can't see any of themagreeing to do this - they're not the types. And besides, they're too old- it's kind of nice to have someone younger." To boss around, you mean?" I shouldn't have said that ,. Because my rank at the time was E-6, which is Petty Officer First Class, I was in charge of a small group of sailors. I remember the day that she arrived,a young female sailor named Karen, from a small town in Minnesota. She had just finished Intelligence school in Dam Neck, Virginia and this was her first duty assignment. She was a cute little 19 year old Irish girl, with auburn hair and freckles. She looked scared to death. As time went on, she picked up her job and did it well, but I noticed.