Every other night we would have dinner together. If we were together every night, my parents would become suspicious. I liked having dinner with Jen b...ecause it felt like we weren't a student and a teacher who were lovers and now dating, but just two people who met randomly and fell in love. After dinner I would help her clean and we would sit on the couch and make out while we watched whatever was on television. We'd stop what we were doing if anything Paul Rudd was on. If I weren’t sleeping. My heart waspounding.At that point he kissed me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He put hishands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees and told me to suckhis cock. I unzipped his pants, he was partially hard and in order toplease him I licked the shaft of his cock and his balls and thenproceeded to start to suck his cock while my hand cradled his balls.While I was doing that, he started calling me names, telling me that Iwas a whore and a cocksucker. I pulled back a bit, startled. Wondering if I should be in here, wondering should Ijust turn around walk out of her room. And chalk it up it as a bad idea.No I'm going to do it; I'm going to open the wardrobe doors. I'm goingto do this; I'm going to dress as a girl. I may get caught, but I knowmy curiosity will have been satisfied.But what do I pick to wear? The open doors present such a treasure troveof feminine finery. It's like opening a box of chocolates there is awide choice. Dresses, skirts, blouses, tops, and shoes.. Flashes came through the entrance as someone threw back the gas barrier, he heard a shout from the interior of the bunker, then the muzzle flash and crash of a Mauser rifle firing into the bunker, a scream from inside and the sound of a body falling along with shouts and clatter as men jumped out of the rack and grabbed weapons and helmets. George rose and grabbed his scrounged 45 and poking it around the corner he saw that the enemy soldier was reloading and had just slammed the clip into the.