From that point on, it was game on. We were fucking like bunnies, pretty much whatever chance we got, as teenagers will do. Learning about each others... likes/dislikes/bodies, the works. She told me years later how she'd be sitting in class and looking around the room at everyone else, wondering how many of them were having sex, and feeling pretty damned good about herself that she was, well, more "adult" then them. Hell, the things you think about when you're 16...So, anyway, we stay together. The feel and smell of the black leather embracing her throat was intoxicating. It reminded her of so many things wanton, taboo and delicious. It also meant that she gave up control of her own pleasure and put it in the hands of Jeffery. That's how she wanted it. Let someone else do the driving.She glanced at the clock. She had several hours to go before she got into her car for the drive over. Nervously, she sat down with her laptop to try to keep her mind of off her impending date.Jeffery. I cannot stress this enough as this is not a business to play games in. We must be able to depend on our officers to conduct themselves with honor and loyalty. Commander Reilly has personally vouched for the two of you and stated that he is willing to be assigned to any ship we send you to. So we have been searching around for a ship that will give you the best type of training as well as experience for promotion.” Standing Admiral Jennings walked around the desk to stand in front of the two. One by one the passengers walk out and make their way past me till finally, Stacey appears, an expectant look on her face.Kat, having seen pictures of her, walks directly up to her, twirling the sleep mask she bought to use as a blindfold, a huge, welcome to NJ smile on her face!I'm too far away to hear their conversation but since I'm the one that wrote Kat's script I'm sure it went very much like this"Hi, Stacey welcome to NJ," as Kat offers her hand and Stacey politely shakes it.I'm sure.
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