Our relationship throughout high school was nothing special. One of my friends had gone out with her soon after I met her so I didn't really pursue it.... That did not last long, but we moved to different universities and she left my town. So seeing her was a bit of a problem. Erica was feeling sore the next day and said that she did not feel like going. Her best friend tara said she would stay with her, but my best friend, Tom, knew I could use the time alone so he persuaded his girl, tara to. He had been in on the ultimate, secret goal of the MPG — the capture of Mars from WestHem — from the beginning and had helped General Jackson develop the strategy and techniques for obtaining that goal. He was pleased to see that, so far, everything had pretty much gone as they'd always hoped it would. But everything up until now had only been the preliminary stages of the conflict. Soon — in mere minutes — the first head to head combat would take place in his sector of responsibility. Would. That pleased his teachers and his parents, but didn’t do much to make him very popular. Although he was good at his studies, he didn’t have a lot of interest in sports, with the exception of the martial arts. He was extremely proficient in karate, tae kwon do, and several of the other martial arts, mainly because of his ability to concentrate and willingness to submit to the necessary discipline. All of his training had taken place in a small dojo in a neighboring town, so none of his friends. ‘Sit on your face.’ ‘Oh, yes please,’ he said smiling lustfully at me, ‘come on, park that beautiful bottom on my mouth, sit on me.’ I wasn’t really sure what to do but I moved up and over his head, facing his feet. I thought this would be the best way as, if Jo and I did it, we would be facing each other. I lowered myself onto his face, not completely, I didn’t want to hurt him and I didn’t know how he would breathe if I sat on him completely. He was having none of this however. As my pussy.