This made everyone's boobs push way forward and the cheers got louder.Then the water came. They just doused us all with a hose and the shirts got almo...st totally see through!I really didn't know what to do. I was just standing there in this freezing tshirt with my boobs showing to everyone who was there. Somehow they positioned the backyard lights so they focused on the stage. And they were bright so it was actually kinda tough to see faces in the crowd. I could hear them though.There was lots. If it is a Marine Corps aircraft, it’s Thursday afternoon and 120 minutes to “Happy Hour.”During training exercises, the lieutenant who was driving down a muddy back road encountered another car stuck in the mud with a red-faced colonel at the wheel. “Your jeep stuck, sir?” asked the lieutenant as he pulled alongside. “Nope,” replied the colonel, coming over and handing him the keys. “Yours is.”Having just moved into his new office, a pompous, new colonel was sitting at his desk when an airman. Her top half consisted of only a very short equally shin tight blackleather blouson, Jennifer also wore black leather gloves and ankle lengthboots with one inch heels.Her makeup matched her hair, dark shades of red mascara and high archedeyebrows, to finish off, Jennifer had deep scarlet red lipstick thatglistened when she ran her tongue over her lips seductively as she wasdoing now.To all and sundry Jennifer spelled wicked lady and was every teenage boyswet dream oozing pure sex, however most. Her hair, which she usually tied in a bun, was today neatly combed into one single long braid reaching her broad hips.She was dressed in a red chiffon saree with white floral prints, and a matching red blouse. Her pleasant face was adorned by dangling earrings, and a dozen or so red glass bangles graced her thick forearms.Smiling back at her, I took her by the arm and led her into the room.“Wow Aunty ... today you’re looking very beautiful ... are you coming from somewhere?” I asked her.