"Don't ask me," she said, firmly. "Ask Marcus, he's still here..." I'm fine... " he muttered, easing himself away. He kept his gaze down on the floor,... though. "I'm... I'm sorry, Bri. I didn't think about..." Hey... it's OK. I've been through too much shit to worry about who doesn't like that." They all looked, except Marcus, but none of them asked. That got a tight smile."Not everyone would be so understanding though, would they?" Possibly not..." He nodded, and then started walking up the hill. Do you cum hard?" Yes. Yes I do." It's the excitement of the new. Tonight's maybe a good night to try something a little more hands-on."I quickly changed the subject. We drank beers and talked about hockey and movies and politics and a bunch of other things. Mick was funny and charming and I was really enjoying his company. Dave said he was going to leave. That would usually end the night for me and we'd share a cab home, but Dave was going to Paul's place so I was free to stay. I thought about. Asking for me to serve in the Army. I was ordered to report for my physical at the induction center in seven days.There was no question I was going to use one of loopholes to be assigned to the Service Corp.The reason I had to get myself assigned to the Service Corp was I couldn't stand the thought of killing any living creature. Regardless of the reason. My parents had to go to court to force my high school to give me a passing grade in biology after I refused to dissect a frog.I didn't. I looked around the room listening to the discussions, observing those who had passed through my portals, suffered under my whips, learned to ride the mechanism. Bright eyed, attentive, women and their successful, confident men, some deep in discussion about weighty matters of trade, others talking in lighter vein but all building the links and friendships that would ease their paths to wealth and success with the support of women that could smooth their paths.I take some small pride in.