No one was in the mess hall, so we prepared a table. Mao and Krabbel went to the Serv Matics and piled a four course meal on our table.I made a short ...speech raised the glass and we started our dinner.A group of Cadets came in and watched us eat. One of them asked. “Why are you eating? We didn’t hear any orders or mess calls.”I shrugged. “We didn’t hear any mess calls either.”Just then a Lieutenant in dark green Uniform walked in, looked at our table and went to the Serv-matics. He returned with. They said they had nothing to sell. Brian assured them that new products were on the way. That was not true, but he eventually convinced a broker to find items in distress.Somehow, he made it through the month, coming up with payments to everyone.June 2006Brian was sure that his luck would change, and it did. The kids were out of school for the summer, and had returned to their own rooms to sleep.He was in his office one day, spelling Mrs. Nixon, who was making her rounds to pick up the daily. A minute later I released his cock and laid back on the bed and unbuttoned the snaps on the crotch of my outfit and pulled it up giving him a good look at my nice tight shaved pussy. Rohan didn’t waste any time. He slowly crawled on top of me and started to rub my smooth slit and stuck in a finger. I told him I want his cock. He positioned himself on me and started to rub his cock head against my slit and I felt the head of his cock press against my tight hole. He slowly pushed his cock in me. I hear a noise, turn with my rifle and see it's Samantha and the whole darn news crew. I really wish this rifle held more rounds, because I would go out in a blaze of glory and take that damn nosy Samantha bitch with me (I really hate her because she works for the Jennifer bitch who's keeping Ben and I apart). I lower the rifle then there's a hell of a noise behind them. They turn with their weapons and OH HELL NO! THEY'D BETTER NOT! I pull one of the revolvers and shuffle the best I can with.