."The group of us in the conference room were now along for the ride,blindly trying to make sense of the chatter coming from the speakersoverhead. Wi...th all the technology - why weren't we watching video fromofficer POV cameras or some kind of drone feed from above? I could feelthe goose bumps on my arms rise and felt chilled in the crowded room.Please be all right... Let no bad happen..."POLICE! SEARCH WARRANT!" Breach! Breach!" Clear! Right! Go!"Silence... Then. "Left... Clear! . Billy then came to believe that whenever he didn't want to see someone he could simply pull down his trousers and they might just run away. Sometimes when Billy would be introduced to somebody he would step on their toes, and as they shouted at him he would then pull down his trousers. The doctors said it was a strange case of 'obsessive compulsive disorder' and it became quite a big problem for poor Billy.When Billy was 17 years old it was time to leave the orphanage. He tried desperately to. ” “Quartermaster School.” “Company Command.” “So what will I be doing for you?” she asked. I was lost in my thoughts and didn’t catch her question until she had asked it twice. I apologized for my lack of attentiveness. She silently stood up, facing me, as I leaned against the front of my desk, an arm’s distance in front of her. She was expressionless. I had seen that look before, in a hot tent, in the woods. I could tell she was nervous. “Are you nervous?” I asked. “I would be lying if I said. “Does that hurt your little balls? They look painful!” You stand and laugh, “I’ll be right back, don’t go away.” I don’t watch you leave this time. I close my eyes and let my head fall back. You seem to be enjoying this a lot, and I’m starting to wonder if I really am. I try to think non sexy thoughts, hoping my erection will subside and be less painful. My brain is a bit scrambled, and The Divinyls song, Pleasure and Pain, is playing in my mind over and over. I don’t know how long you’ve been.