“Some days the fish are smarter,” I admitted.“Can I ask you something?”“Sure. What’s up?”“Why’d you join the Army?”I looked over a...t Riley and wondered where that had come from. “Why?”“I’m serious, Dad. I asked Mom, but she said I needed to ask you.”“I sure hope you aren’t planning on joining the Army when you get out of high school. If your mother doesn’t kill you, I certainly will!”She laughed. “No, I am not going to join the Army.”I shrugged. “Well, I can tell you what I’ve been saying for. This was an initiation. That was they key word: initiation. Like a fraternity. When he was in college, he remembered stories about guys who had to dress up like girls for a frat initiation. But that wasn't what this was about, was it? No. Couldn't be. But the evidence was right there. Women's shoes and the instructions. "We are very disappointed in your progress." That's what it must have meant. The progress of dressing like a woman. That was his task. His trial. He had the instructions. He now. Initially, it was strange and uncomfortable but Emma’s heated kisses on her neck and mouth distracted her enough that she concentrated on returning them and forgot about Rowdy’s depraved probing from behind.It was a shock how quickly her virgin sphincter surrendered. She was truly spitted from behind and her whimpers and whining pleas for him to “go slow” were totally ignored as he rammed her with boisterous energy just like a little boy in a candy store able to do whatever he wanted. It didn’t. When I move past you, I’ll be facing you. See it you can notice whether you have me aroused.” As it was with every time that I sat with Carla, I had an erection, just realizing that this woman is the one that cast caution to the wind, to sate her carnal need for a fucking. I could feel my hardness, trapped in my confining pants, and pressing hard against my body. A quick glance downward confirmed for me that I had a prominent bulge, even while seated.I stood and started to move past her. .