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B.J.Jones the Story of My Life

Copyright© 2012 by jballs

Chapter 215

Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 215 - This is the story of the life of Roberta Josephine Jones. Shortened to BJ by her friends. From the battle fields Afghanistan with the Marines, loss of her life time friend, with flash backs to her wild youth. After the Marines she must find her way in the world. The early chapters of this story includes incest, les,rape and other adult themes. I plan for this to be a multi-part serial. This is my first attempt at writing. Much of the sex is in the early chapters changing to action and drama.

Caution: This Ex-Military Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Nudism   Slow  

The remaining nine of the first group were right on time; 4:00 on the dot. Vicky, Ching Lee and I put them through their paces. The first few minutes of any defensive training was spent repeating the final fifteen minutes of the last lesson to refresh their memory and to warm them up.

We worked out very hard for two hours then took a ten minute fluid break, both emptying and refilling. We repeated the process again for two more hours before I made them take a hi-calorie energy and fluid break.

It was during this break that the Jones and Jones crew made their way into the gym to leave their trucks and pick up the pool cars. They picked up the handout of the local cuisine that we gave to all visitors, with good directions and menus from those that were interested enough in business to leave some at the refreshment center.

Part of the Jones crew decided they would get food from the refreshment center and then watch the action in the gym, including the two ladies.

I gave the group an extra few minutes and worked with Albert. He was a fast learner but there were still a couple things he was having trouble with. The difficulties were from missing the first class.

Before we went back with the complete group I had to ask Ching Lee to back down a hair. She was trying to move her group along too quickly. There were certain moves and holds that they had to learn, no matter how long it took. Those holds and moves formed the foundation for the more advanced skills.

"These groups are not competing against one another. They are going to be competing one on one in a life and death battle with an unknown; we have to do this right," I told her. "Pushing too hard too fast is only going to get them injured and out of the fight before it starts."

"I did not look at it from that point of view. I understand, I have gotten carried away," she replied. We continued the training until 10, and then called it a night.

The Jones engineers had watched for a while then disappeared to the upstairs offices, occasionally making a visit to the refreshment center. Sometimes during breaks they would ask a question about the training or about the Morton farm.

After the CIA group left at 10 and our shower, we made our way to the offices. Marcy, Lorrie and Jenny were already up there with Tony and Kathy.

"Nice setup you have here. The exterior of this building disguises your operations quite well. I bet everyone is surprised when they make their way up here," Tony said.

Kathy added, "You have the top of the line CAD program. It will do everything we need to do and more! I thought we may have to make several trips to Philly but not any more."

"Thanks for the invite to stay in the guest rooms. Marcy talked us into it," Kathy added.

"The invitation was a pleasant surprise. I hate motel rooms," Janet added.

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