So beautiful you whispered as your hand caressed my cheek and wiped the tears from it and all mine. Your hands ripped my dress from my body leaving me... only in white lace bra and matching panties. Looking so innocent arent you cutie. I flinched as he slapped my arse. Please, let me go I cried slightly louder than before as you slipped a finger inside my tight pussy. God, no. I watched your eyes close in anger. You tore my knickers from me and placed them inside my mouth. Thats better, you little. “Military?” I asked.“And stunt woman,” she laughed. I handed her a military issue Beretta. “What’s a big guy like you doing with a woman’s gun?” she asked teasingly, cocking her head coyly. I showed her “my” pistol, the .45 caliber Glock.“Now that’s a gun,” she cooed. Seconds later she’d ejected the magazine, cleared the chamber, slammed the magazine back, and loaded a round into the chamber.“I’m impressed, keep it. We’ll get you a holster tomorrow,” I said. They looked at me like I was crazy. As i seen you put your weight on you left, i seized the opportunity.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I swept your left foot away and stepped in towards you, grabbing you shirt swiftly as you lost your balance and headed to the floor. I pinned you too the floor with me straddling you, resting on my knees either side of you, you tried to punch, scratch and slap but to no avail. I had,. .” from then on I knew I had made a friend and hopefully a friend with benefits. A couple of days later after college, we exchanged numbers and she promised we would meet up some time, sooner rather than later hopefully. One night she called me saying, “Hi Cristy what you up to?” I was doing my coursework, “Err nothing... I’m not doing anything". “Want to go out?” She replied, she had caught me off guard. It was 9:30pm and I was in my pink short shorts and white shirt. “Were would we go?” I.