I didn’t know whether to shit or go blind! All I could do was keep my eyes closed and pretend that everything was OK. I peeked down and saw her cont...inuing to wipe my chest but her eyes were glued to my cock. This only made matters worse and my cock was now a full on stiff. Shit. I watched her watching me and my eyes went again to her magnificent tits. I watched as they swayed back and forth and jiggled in time with her movements. Fuck! I was so embarrassed I finally couldn’t take it anymore. The conversation online was mostly inane and boring. Some people asking for online sex things like that. I thought to myself how pathetic. Plus the nicknames, things like BigAssDyke, sluttyTeen, my god!!! I didn't even stop to consider what people would think of my nickname Soccermom.Then I saw her, MissPeaches, she seemed to be the queen of the room. All the women and girls on the channel seemed to show her such respect, vying for her attention. I still can't explain why, but I clicked on her. A bare wall. Not even ornamentation to hide something. There was a shadow cast by the quarter moon.A previous security commander had tried leaving all interior Embassy lights on, for security, so no one could sneak around inside the Embassy. Snipers on both sides of the crazy religious war appreciated the light for firing at night, and the Embassy had lost eight employees before the security commander was hit. That was why Allen was assigned to this post. His first order was to turn off the. Chris and Linda Ryan were only a year apart in age with Chris being the older of the two. For the most part they always seemed to get along well enough. There was no denying that Linda was very attractive as well as smart but there were times when she went off on a tangent such as this ghost thing just to be doing different. "You should have asked your boyfriend Glen to come along." Chris said. "It makes more sense than having me along." Glen would try to get into my pants; you on the other.