"Taylor smiled at her. "And the other Specialist?"Merry spoke up, surprising everyone. "I followed her, Sergeant. I trust her judgment."SFC Taylor mov...ed out of the way, and waved them on. "Carry on, Specialists."16:45 EDT Tuesday, August 6th, 1991Ft Benning, GABen stood in line inside the chowhall as usual. He'd done the 10 pull-ups on the bar before the entrance. He'd passed the door, and made it inside, as the line advanced, slowly.So far, the course ran true to the promise the word "Basic". As I removed my hand from her waist and took hold of her dress I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra. As I guided it over her shoulders and down to her hips, I got to see the tits that I had been fondling for the last 6 weeks at the bar. Her breasts were the size of a good sized orange with a slight sag to them. They had pale pink areolas the size of a silver dollars with small red nipples.With my hands holding her hips, I leaned down and sucked each nipple into my mouth and savored the taste of. “Oh yeah, is that a proposition then?” he asked, and she just laughed.“Hang on for a while, mate, she’ll fuck anyone,” I said, jokingly.Shelley gave me a playful little smack and said, “Oi,” then got up and headed for the dancefloor again. I could see Dave watching her as she walked off, so I pressed the subject a bit further.“Seriously,” I said, “if you want some action tonight, Shelley will probably be up for it, she’s always up for anything,” which seemed pretty much true by then. He looked. Her moist shaved pussy was beckoning me to fuck it.She opened the roof access door and walked through. ‘They never lock this door. I like coming up here because no one else ever does.’ She was unbuttoning her shirt and walking purposefully toward the railing.When she got there she nonchalantly let her shirt fall to the ground and looked over the railing, she wasn’t wearing a bra. I joined her at the railing and looked down. We were right over the Quad and it was full of people. At this point.