Laramie stammered, “I was never told anything about a go-bag. Director Franklin just assigned me to Special Ops last week.”Now, I was incredulous,... “Well Son, then you’re about to learn the hard way. You guys AREN’T going home. You may not even be going on this mission. You’re just going to have to make do with what you’re wearing. Now let’s get moving. We’ll meet on the training field in 15 minutes. DON’T BE LATE.”The two of them were left looking at their patent leather shoes and suits they. I sat back down trying to think of what to saywhen I hear "wow you are the guy who lives here." If he could see myactual face under the makeup he'd have seen it turning white.He continued "You had me completely fooled for a minute, are you gay orsomething?" I was still trying to think when I answered "No, its for aplay I'm going to be in"I noticed he was still really checking me out I had absent mindedlycrossed my legs again and yup the shoe was dangling off my foot. Greatbecause of all the. ." I turned around tofollow His directions, not before I smiled at Him once more, but before I couldreach the door I felt Hs hand closing around mine and pulling me back gently. "Wait a second, love..." H breathed and pressed Himself close to me.I felt the fabric of his jeans, the buckle of His belt against my lower stomachthrough the silk sheet, and then very slowly and never breaking eye-contact Hetook my other hand as well, the one which held the sheets up around my breasts.I felt it sliding. While I was pissing I could see him trying to peep. But I was sure that he couldn’t see anything. We sat to see TV both of us next to each other. Then I asked him why he had to peep while I was pissing. He replied that I had seen him so he saw me. Slowly it became an argument. We were fighting for a while. Suddenly he asked me that question how was it I was shocked & I smiled. He persuaded me to answer. Then I asked him how was mine? He said he dint see anything. He asked me how it will be. I.