“If we ever see each other again after this week, we can try this without the condom. Would you like that, Ruthie?”“Oh yeah, I would.”“You h...ave to promise me and not tell your mother I said that. Can you keep a secret from Joan and your sisters, Beautiful girl?”“Of course I can,” she said. Getting very quiet, she asked, “Will you fuck me now, please?”I did as she asked, speeding up my thrusting and going back to kissing her on the mouth at the same time.“Suck on my titties, please?” she pulled. Possession ... the guns were now his responsibility.While in the Armory Smith disassembled the guns and cleaned them. It didn’t matter that the last user had cleaned them before returning. The smart guy cleaned ... just in case. Satisfied ... or maybe not, the gunner reassembled the Brownings and picked up two boxes of cartridges at the Ammo window.Everything on the cart, he would tow the cart to his designated aircraft, struggle his way with his bits and pieces to the turret, install the guns. I began to rub my nipples, as I put on a black collar. A symbol of the place, showing that I was not to be touched. If I wore a blue collar, they could touch, but not between my legs. A red collar meant they could do anything they wanted. I had worn the red collar before, but it was only for small parties. Four or five guys. Anyway, I put on the black collar, and I went out. The spotlight shined on me, and I looked around for my friend. On either side of the door started a line of about fifteen. ”I nodded, sucking in a breath.“What I saw earlier in the bathroom… I wasn’t mistaken, was I?”“No,” I managed to squeeze out.“I’m disappointed in you little brother. I thought you knew better than to play around with other people’s property.”“I’m sorry. I just got carried away.”“How did you get carried away doing something like that?”“It’s just… I was horny and I saw your pants and I just…” My face burned red. “I’m sorry. Please don’t think ill of me.”Emma sighed. “You need a girlfriend. You.