"That's me, SSG Mickey Hill. I was an EW squad leader for the 3rd platoon, B Company, 520th Mi battalion. Sgt Debra Stretch was my senior squad member... and jammer operator and SP4 Jimmy Fallon was our 98C analyst. Together we ran one of two TACJAM systems still operational. After 3 months of combat we were the only jamming assets still working for the division. One of the TLQ17's had been captured while attempting to set up in an area they had been told was safe, and the other team hadn't gotten. ..When she opened the door she was in her school blazer...just her school blazer she said come in, the house is all ours.She led me upstairs and sat me down on her bed, she starting taking off my jeans and then stopped halfway off, so I started caressing her exposed pussy lips already wet and dripping with desire. She started taking my jeans off again and this time she pulled them off and started using her hands on my hard cock...it felt amazing, a lot more intense than just wanking normally.. Just at that moment, the door opened and Susan walked in. "Janet, how are you?" she asked, her lips parted in a smile."Not good," I answered. My nostrils flared angrily."Ah c'mon, this is your new work place and you should love it," she said."What's going on?" I asked. I trembled to think what was going to happen.Susan put on a serious face, "Your first customer is waiting for you outside the room. Obey him or else you'll be punished," she warned me.I ignored her and walked swiftly towards the. Mr. Bell continued talking until he realized I was stuck in neutral and not listening. Graciously he stopped and waited for me to recover.No one expected my tears, but Rebecca responded fastest. Correctly guessing that this discussion and the resolution had torn the scabs off the hurt of losing Beth Ann. Until Rebecca cradled my head against her chest, and said, "Go ahead. Let it out," I didn't realize I was crying.My family – The Bells and Rebecca – rallied around me as I grieved one last time.