‘Of course. It was all just a small misunderstanding.’ She took a deep drink from her glass, and put it back down. ‘I know it’s my fault. I st...arted with the whole sunbathing nude, and putting lotion on. It’s easy enough to jump to conclusions from there. But I’m not like that, you must know. I see how you look at me, Alex. I have for years. And I understand. I thought that a little show might be all it takes, but I forget sometimes you’re not just a kid anymore.’ ‘Please, Mrs. Daniels. You. His instructions had been explicit, no underwear at all and the shortness of her blue skirt had made it ride up her thighs, exposing a lot of flesh and even her pussy at times as she drove. She could just imagine the truck drivers getting their eyes full of her pussy as she concentrated on driving, no doubt her master's plan. The breeze through the open car window billowed the fabric of her blouse and the constant rubbing of the material had her bare nipples hard as rocks. He had been her. .." he trails off."You also realize she didn't even come in here and see how you were. Noteven like she could pretend to be bothered," he sits fuming."Hey come over here," I say. I am on the sofa. He scoots over. I relight the bowl I hand it to him."This stuff is supposed to chill you out," I say."I know. I know," he replies.He looks up at me with those eyes. "You know what would help me relax?"he says and I feel his hand on my thigh not the bad one. I look at himand he looks at me."Rob what. Push paper. Polish brass. But it’s good. Reveille is at five-thirty, taps is at nine-thirty. I know what I’m supposed to do and where I’m supposed to be every minute. I’m Johnny-on-the-spot with whatever the brass needs. Captain has said I’ll get my silver bar within the next year.”“Way to go. If I have to serve one day, I want to serve under you.”“I prefer women under me.” They laughed again and headed to the showers. “That’s a pretty little blonde piece you landed out there. Looks like a real.