What was happening here? Her shirt clung to her body. Her shorts were hugging her butt cheeks as she bent forward. Army, a bully, one of the cool, tough guys, always out to bully the guys with brains. The guy dragged her towards a hedge. And maybe he would see them again. Panting he stood there, had to lean against a tree. The guy dragged her towards a hedge. Army, a bully, one of the cool, tough guys, always out to bully the guys with brains. One hand still between her legs the guy opened his pants. The couple was still oblivious of him. Fast, hard. Without noticing Dough took up their pace. They exchanged a few words which he could not hear. He would not, would he? He could hide there, watch. Noiselessly he stepped forward for a better view. She tossed back her head and laughed, wrapped one leg around his waist. Sally shook her head, Army guy laughed. She tossed back her head and laughed, wrapped one leg around his waist.
