"Hello Kerry, you know what my brother has just asked me, don't you?" Oh yes, he has asked you to show him how to have sex with me so we both enjoy it..." Well strictly speaking I hope he'll make love to you. Sex is just the act; making love is when you are sharing more than just your bodies. Now what I want you to do is to undress each other, it is much more sensual if you do that rather than strip yourselves. The only stripping your self is real fun is if you are playing strip poker or a. Nicole's green eyes flashed as she said, "This is different. I've never brought this game up before because I figured that neither one of you would play it, but seeing as we're bored out of our fucking minds, I wanna give it a shot. I think it'll be fun." "Not if it involves drinking that," Cory groaned. Nicole ignored him. "The game is called Sex or Suicide." At the very mention of sex from Nicole I grew excited, though I did well to hide it. "We play it using that bottle of alcohol, and. I hadnever been that scared in my life. I couldn’t talk. Icouldn’t move. I just stood there. Suddenly everythingwas a blur. He barked and then lunged at me. I screamed and put myarms up in front of me but the force of his lunge knockedme to the floor. I landed on my back striking my head onthe concrete floor. Hot sparks of pain shot through myhead and I saw him approaching me with fangs drawn. Theonly thing I thought of was that he might try to bite mythroat and if he did I would. He stamped his feet in a thunderous halt in front of my desk – several pictures fell off the wall — and his arm swept up in a perfect salute.“Sergeant Major Benjamin Goodman reporting for duty, Colonel.”I had to crane my neck to see his face.“Welcome to the Lincolnshire Militia, Mister Goodman.” It was a relatively new courtesy to address Regimental Sergeant Majors as Mister, giving them quasi-commissioned status.He smiled broadly. “I’m right glad to be here, Colonel. You have some sergeants.