At some point, I woke up enough to get into bed at the complex, but I wouldn’t stay awake for very long. Some people came that told Ellen I had to g...et checked at a place that she couldn’t go with me, so she stayed at the complex for three days before someone brought her out to this big house. For a few days, she was glued to the T.V., then found the Internet, MineCrap, Street Barriers, and then some porn. It had been a week since we arrived by the time that bored her. One of the people here. I opened my eyes, and saw my brother’s face an inch away from mines. My hand was still clenching his. Wow, I dreamt about the day that we’d sleep in the same bed. If only I knew it would have been that easy. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to touch him so much. But I knew if I’d start I wouldn’t stop, he’d wake up and would freak, probably worst than my ex did. I carefully let go of his hand, and tried to go over him, but I miscalculated hoping that my knee would reach the bed behind him, I. She'd learned from Dillon the various ratings and ranks over the week. Kostowe was, she'd known, a Master Chief Boatswain's Mate, and now she knew the abbreviated rank was 'BMCM'. At first, there'd seemed to be an overwhelming number of ratings, but she'd been able to memorize most. Lenore herself was a 'BM2', she'd learned, and both Dillon and Kostowe had told her that the Navy didn't particularly care about her name, but the rating and rank were presumed enough. She suspected it was something. While talking to her I saw her face, she was as fair as an egg, her two perfectly round boobs were pointing towards me like a torpedo.I sat on the bed and started reading magazines kept nearby and waiting desperately for her to come and allow me to enjoy her beautiful body. After 10 minutes she came with a bottle of wine and some fruits, she asked me to have some wine and sat beside me on the bed.“So what is your name?” She said pouring the wine in the glasses she asked“my name is Vicky” I.