The first were the kind that knew in a lot of ways they had it made. We were outnumbered 50 to 1 or more by the male soldiers. They could pick a diffe...rent date every night, screw whoever took them out and have wild times as long as they could make morning formations. Most of them ended up pregnant and married to other soldiers. I had already been down a similar road. I certainly enjoyed sex, but I didn’t want to be thought of as one of the ’20 dollar WAC’s’.The second kind kept to themselves.. She loved the sound of his laugh, she loved everything now about her master. She kept her smile and while still smelling his sweaty feet, she said"Master, I think your feet have some power, I'm certain. I always hated your feet, but now I cannot help but be enslaved by their shape and their wonderful smell. The smell of your feet has made me understand my true role in life..." She grinned and continued "You completely brainwashed me with the powerful smell of your stinky feet, and now look at. A little shaken from being pulled back so sharply Jessica meekly rejoins the group of scared girls and follows the rest of the girls up the ramp, the room they enter is a big meeting hall with lots of tables and chairs and lots more girls ok girls take a seat while we explain why you are here came the voice from the stage where a large man in a business suit is standing by the podium talking into a microphone Hello girls. Jessica quickly picks up one of the chairs and throws it at the man in. She had on a white strapless dress that was breath taking.We ordered drinks and our entrées. We talked about everything from our online chats to politics. Throughout dinner, I felt as if we had known each other for years.After our meal, I suggested a walk on the beach. Stacey agreed and off we went. We were soon holding hands, laughing and talking about our feelings for each other. We stopped briefly to remove our shoes and continued barefoot. The sand was warm and soothing. A little, further.