Some of the boys even were physically affectionate. Perhaps I owe Alfred Kinsey an apology for doubting him. I was a little too busy to re-read the la...dmark book, "Sexual Behavior in the Human Male." A lot had happened during the three decades since that book had been published. Besides, shameful behavior is one secret most people keep. I guess that is why women have only a "few" male lovers but every man beds a dozen different women."Squad Three, follow me," Cadet Corporal Hernandez said when. When he finally got there I was sitting on the bed, the towel spread, and no panties on ,waiting for him..It suddenly occurred to me, I had never had sex in a bed before .I was about to share this bit of trivia when James came in, but he had his pants down to his knees by the time he got from the door to the bed, his cock was half hard and swinging side to side. He put his cock in my face and said “suck it bitch”. Hummmm this was a new one, it was always “honey” and “baby” before. I ignored his. Her cooking left no reason for disappointment.I retrieved my USB drive from my workstation. That's all my working files. Not only are they on the company server, but I have copies on the workstation hard drive and this little USB stick. A fire two years ago in the server room wiped out a lot of work. Mine wasn't part of it. Little building blocks of work and life, that's what that drive was, just another little block. I hurried out the door with the Friday crowd. I had a life that included. Molly said, “What do you know about the Kiowas, Flint?”“Well...”“The name means ‘principal people’. Serious people — people who take their dreams seriously. Interpret them, think about them, analyze them. And the same with their visions, particularly their peyote visions.”“Peyote? Like opium?”Molly paused to think about that. “In a way, I suppose. But in Cayuse’s culture, peyote visions are sacred. Holy.”Huh. That could explain it. Visions.The question was simple and complicated at the same.