There were not very many of us under Shia's command. They sort of took me under their wing and didn't let anyone fuck me with me too bad, but of cours...e they pranked the shit out of me, since I was a newbie.Whenever they got in house assignments I was always dragged along. I learned a lot in a short time and especially that I loved being in the direct action.I worked my ass off and stayed out of Shia's way. We'd been back and forth at each other's places for a few months, but then he decided. ' she enthused.'Drink all you want,' as he set the bottle closer to her.The two chatted, he put his hand on her leg and she didn't resist. Soon she didn't even feel his leg at all and her head seemed to be in s fog. She wondered if she was sick then noticed a hand on her chin, pulling it forward.'So this is her? The twist? Damn, you even got her looking good to go!''I know, I told you I'd hook you up.'The voices were around her, confusing her as she struggled to stay clear. Now her senses. My fingers met the tight curls of her bush, and I pulled roughly on the little hairs. Her hand groped down to find mine, pressing it against her mound then dragging it down to the familiar hole between her legs. I knew what she wanted. Parting her labia, I slipped first one finger, then another, into her tight vagina as far as they would go. I wriggled them around inside her pressing against her pliant walls, then curling them up to find the special soft spot.Janet put her arms around me and. He looked a little older than I was. Middle thirties at a rough guess. He was wearing a pair of black spectacles that really did make him look like Clark Kent and his eyes appeared a rich shade of green from what I could tell.One thing was for sure, the man was not dressed to impress. He looked like he'd just walked straight out of an episode of Happy Days. Tweed jacket. Chequered shirt under a black vee necked sweater. No tan chinos but a pair of dark blue denim jeans and black loafers.Then I.