B.J.Jones the Story of My Life
Copyright© 2012 by jballs
Chapter 37
Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 37 - 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
We were there for another two hours answering questions. I must have given a hundred one-on-one demonstrations on effective hand, finger and foot use. Homer took a beating and never faltered. Even near the end, Lorrie and Jen still only had on their shirts, still unbuttoned, and at times not even covering their tits. They were answering as many questions about defensive tactics as I was and when I wasn't at Homer, one of them was. Ching Lee stayed up there the whole time - she even tried on Jen's body padding and had the other girls hitting and kicking her in it. After that a dozen girls had to try it on.
One of the girls asked Jen what it felt like to shove your fingers into some ones eyes. That question was quickly referred to me since I had done it several times at the front.
At least by the time the girls wanted pictures taken by cell Jen and Lorrie had buttoned a couple of the lower buttons on their shirts covering their pussies but there was still plenty of tit exposed. A lot of pictures were taken. I had to chuckle at the number of hands under Lorrie and Jen's shirt resting on their bare backs and ass cheeks during the picture taking.
It was a good thing that this was one of the most liberal of the liberal colleges around. It was the only one I knew of that still has toga night every week and still did the naked May Day celebrations.
It was finally winding down and clearing out. Jen came to me and said "I have a pocket full of names and dorm room numbers with invitations to stop by any time." While we were in the middle of that conversation Lorrie said "I can do better than that; we are invited up to A 221 when we leave here and please bring the strap on. They are waiting on us."
"You two go ahead if you want; I'm still on the clock and cannot do anything like that but please stay together and come to see me before you go home." I smiled and said "Have a good time."
I noticed that there were several older ladies, well not real old but middle aged ladies still sitting and waiting, talking among themselves. I went to them and introduced myself and got their names.
The one that seemed to be the leader said "I have been to the two other classes - if that's what they want to call them - they didn't last a half hour and there was no discussion or any questions. You have stayed over two hours answering questions and giving one on one demos; that's got to be a record for anything like this"
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