I’ve got a book to read or if you want I also have a deck of cards.” “cards would be ok. I can’t stand to look at the mags anymore.” “Ah o...k I get it, you can take off your Cammie top, It’s ok to just have your t-shirt on now”. “Oh ok” “you can hang it on the hook over there’” As I was hanging my top up I heard the CPL say loudly, “Holy Shit” I turned to see what was wrong and saw that she was looking at a Magazine called Give her Inches. As I walked closer to the desk she turned the mag around. She ran fingers over the flesh there and trailed across the delicate little ridges of cotton cut across the top of the little panties. She watched the other Missy unzip her jeans and open to reveal the little dots of pink and blue. She loved how cute it looked. Peeling the jeans off her round and perfect hips she smiled at herself and thought this is where it begins! Standing erect in front of the mirror she could see two things, the mound of pubic hair pressing out and creating a perfect. I was keeping an eye on her since nobody else was... I only looked away for a second and she was gone! Has anyone seen her!?" The group's reactions were a mix, some ignoring his pleas while others looked on in confusion, the first to speak up was the larger, dark skinned man; "Where was she?" The heavy man quickly pointed towards the small patch of grass the buxom woman had been sleeping in, and sure enough all that remained was flattened grass vaguely in her shape. "Alright... is anyone else. Being ... with you. You know? You make me feel ... good." It felt like my cheeks were on fire from a full-on blush.She smiled warmly. "Aren't you sweet," she said while touching my cheek. Then she looked at me seriously, as if considering something carefully before she spoke again."Randy? Would you like to start dating again? I promise, it would be for real this time. And you don't need to answer right now if you want to think about it." She finished with a rush, as if to avoid putting any.