That does a lot to degrade a person's appearance, but in the Royal Army that is never an excuse for a slovenly appearance.I knocked on the door to the... office and the General called me in immediately. Obviously he'd been notified that I'd reported. I marched into the office and came to attention and saluted him. "Lance Corporal Wells reporting for duty sir!" The General told me to stand easy then he told me to sit down. I took the chair in front of his desk and sat there nervously, waiting to. As I watched him and played with my breasts I could feel my wet pussy soaking my panties. I wanted it sooo bad!Mark came up to the bed and I didn't waste any time. I reached up and feathered my fingers over his cock. It felt harder than I expected somehow, but was still soft and smooth. He shivered as I wrapped my fingers around him gently, and I started stroking his dick from base to tip.He sat down on the bed next to me and I slid off it, kneeling between his legs as my hand continued to work. I approached my front door and looked through the spy hole. A dimly lit corridor was fish eyed into view but there was no movement. I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping out into the corridor. I gently let my door close behind me and moved to the next door, room 206. I stood there for a few seconds before I raised my hand to knock. Second thoughts went through my mind. What was I doing? This isn’t like me. What if they’re really ugly, or fat or violent? But my body took over from. I now appreciated the wisdom of choosing this style of knickers.Whether my cock was shrivelled like now or throbbingly erect, theseknickers would keep it comfortingly contained and supported.I suddenly had a vision of myself standing out in the garden wearingonly bra, knickers, stockings, suspenders and high heels, while I hungseveral pairs of my knickers out to dry on the washing-line. I felt alittle thrill of excitement and the faintest tingle at the end of mycock, but I knew that I would not.