"What the fuck do you want?" Oh, Scott, I'm so sorry. I really am. What you saw, well, it's only happened a few times..."That was all I needed to hear... which I answered, "Well, fuck you, and you can just go fuck him. That's it, period," and clicked the phone off, then turned it off and went in my room and flopped face down on my bed. Well, shit."Are you all right, Scott?"It was my sister, Alicia, two years younger at fifteen. We had been the typical big brother-younger sister in the past few. The delivery was to a small office in a strip mall. The office had this inscribed over the door: "Old World Investments—appointments only, please."There was a receptionist in front of a partition that divided the office into two parts. There was a communicating door, and that was it. The courier went in and handed the package to the receptionist. She signed for it, and the courier left. The receptionist spoke into her intercom for a moment, then got up and walked to the door. She tapped in a. To his surprise I had him buck naked examining every inch of his dick. Charles showed me how to jerk it up and down and once again I was rewarded when he climaxed onto his stomach. For the next three days I jerked him off at least twice a day. By the end of the week I was an expert.Although I knew we were doing wrong I still wasn’t sure why. Charles was happy with his hand jobs, I would get naked for him but he didn’t press on fucking me. Sometimes I would allow his finger to play with my cunt. He went first and got a cup of the coffee, then sat down at the desk to check the report log. There were only the normal entries, as nothing out of the ordinary had happened that he needed to be made aware of. He and I sat there and chatted until the Company Clerk and the Company Commander came in. He gave the C.O. a short briefing, and turned to me, telling the runner and I that we were released, and thanking us. We bade them "Good Day." and left.I drove home and parked in front of our lot,.