Over the next year or so, Peter and I met regularly and wanked each other. He was definitely the dominant member of the relationship and thinking abou... it now, I can see that I was very happy to play the subservient role. After a year or so, Peter left the school and I started to become more interested in females. My desire for relationships with boys and men reduced and I became a hetrosexual male. For the next thirty years or so, I had relationships with women. I was never good at having sex. She felt his length painfully shoving up inside her and she thought ok, the dude is really big and he wont play nice&hellip,at all! Gosh, this is really gonna hurt! He smirked, secretly flattered by her thoughts, while he dug one hand deep into her skin leaving an imprint of bruises on her hip, and scratching her ribs with the other one. Their bodies were pressed together and she felt his heavy breath on her cheek and neck. She was writhing in agony and hearing his moans in her ear while he. "Sergeant we have recommended you be discharged and retired from the Army with a 40% disability. You just can't perform all your duties with the shorter left leg. I'm sorry Sergeant," the Major said to me.I feel anger, loss and yes, even a little fear. The Army has been my life for almost six years. I was going to make it a career. I loved the Army and my friends. We were making a difference. Now I have nothing. I'm a nobody all at once. I have to go home and try to start over. Oh, sure I. "Scotch and soda," he said automatically, then changed his mind and said "Naw, hell, that sounds great, make whatever you like," he said. "I'm sure it will hit the spot." My kind of man," she said."Yeah, a man who does what a woman tells him," an old timer at the end of the bar joked.Ed stiffened slightly, then he told himself to relax and get along. "Don't we all, if we know what's good for us," he said, forcing a laugh.He watched the bartendress mix his drink and pour into one of those silly.