I decided it was safe to let myself in. He was fast asleep, so I placed the mug of tea on his bedside table, leant across and gave him a gentle nudge.... He groaned disapprovingly...but didn't wake up. "Time to get up". I told him, reminding him he'd promised to get up to take in the delivery. However, he just grunted and pulled the covers up over his head. "Wakey, wakey!" I chirped and yanked the duvet off of the bed. He was furious...and more than a little embarrassed...I couldn't miss the. "Get your arse onthat train." I haven't finished my tea!" he sulked."Tea what Clover made you! Out!"I practically sagged with relief, keeping my head up and my eyes on himwhile he tried to deal with the changed circumstances."But -" I am through telling you. Now!"He slouched out, eyes down.The door slammed. Carl turned to me, eyes full of a single question. Ishrugged."True story," I said."Fuck's sake, Clover!" he said, brows clenched together. "I used mysmoothest lines on you that Christmas. I only needed the computer for finalising his bills but I could receive emails on my phone so if he replied I would know. I decided to take my mind off the whole peculiar scenario by having a shower and I left my phone on the bed. Whilst I washed I still kept picturing him, I imagined being up close with him during our workouts and before long my mind was once again racing with images of his cock. I pictured myself pressing against it in various yoga positions and I swear I came just thinking. "That seemed to be the best way to handle the problem." Well," he said, "it damned well isn't the best way. Don't you read the field manuals? You'll send at least two three-man fire teams on each patrol, like the book says." Begging your pardon, Sir, could you tell me who you are?" I'm Major M1ke Hunt of the Regimental staff, Sergeant," he replied."Yes, Sir, I've heard of you somewhere. Not around here lately, though. Anyhow, I'm afraid I must respectfully refuse your order. You're not in the.