Tuesday, April 5,2005 If the sergeants were a pain at MEPS, they were a royal pain at the Reception Battalion at Fort Benning. The 30th Adjutant Gener...al Battalion has a three-day ‘processing’ to get soldiers into their Basic Combat Training units, and I was being assigned to the 1-46th Infantry Regiment, my ‘home’ and family for the next 26 weeks. The sergeants at the 30th acted just like wannabe drill sergeants, and we were pushed around to hurry up to wait in the next long line, for three. Jenn crawled up beside Riley and reached to pinch her stiff nipples. I gripped Riley’s hips and drove into her with all of the strength I could muster. Riley screamed and her body shook as she squirted hot fluid around my thrusting member. I continued to thrust and Jenn’s hand moved down to stroke Riley’s inflamed clit. Within a minute Riley screamed and bucked as she came again. She pulled away from my thrusting cock and pushed Jenn’s teasing fingers away as she collapsed in a heap. Jenn. Do you still refuse to name names?MR. BOOKMAN:I repeat, I will not purchase my own freedom at the cost of destroying other people's lives.June 11, 1938The man in the ill-fitting corduroy suit standing up front was trying to call the meeting to order despite the noise of the crowd milling in the room. Ron Bookman had somehow contrived to find a vacant chair next to a tall, well-groomed brunette in her early 20's. She turned toward him, smiled briefly, and offered a cheek for a perfunctory. She closed her eyes and thought back to when she would sit across from Candice in class. “I’d let you add as many as you’d like.” How she would watch her crush twirl her pencil between her fingers, with such precision and delicacy.The room cooled down rapidly from the wind blowing the window open. Goosebumps covered Candice, yet her skin burned like she was on fire from the inside.The blanket that bound her legs started to loosen then tighten, a steady pulsing motion. Each time the cloth pulled.