‘‘Please add them to the call,’’ I said.‘‘General Johnson, how many did you want?’’ I asked.‘‘If the State Department felt they ne...eded five hundred, we could take the same, splitting them between the Army and Marines units,’’ General Ingram answered.Vicky, Ching Lee and Andy came on the line.‘‘We need five hundred more of the Persian speaking security people for Iran. How many can you let go immediately?’’ I asked.‘‘We can do that many, but no more for a while,’’ Andy said.‘‘Same contract. Gina was cute. The kind of girl you' d love to have around because she looked good in anything; even sweatpants and a baggy tshirt. She loved playing video games and her guitar. Nothing could get passed this girl, though. I knew I was in trouble when whispered in my ear, "You can at least tell me who SHE is." I opened my mouth to describe the beautiful creature I'd just had the most exciting conversation with not five minutes ago when, at that moment, I saw her. Dancing with some friends near a. I feel a fullness in my ass, in my mind, in my stomach, in my whole self that I never thought was possible. I never want this moment to end. Then he withdraws. I feel like I’m losing part of myself, I immediately push back, searching for that cock. Hoping for it to enter me once again. Then Rick slowly feeds my ass his cock again… too slowly. I’m craving him deep in my ass already. And he goes deep, so deep I feel consumed by him. Then he starts to fuck me. I’m being fucked by a man, by my. “You know how to type?,” was his first question.An old joke in the Army was how you never admit you know how to do anything, don’t volunteer. I’d done it in basic training, admitting I knew how to drive a truck and I ended up with an Army issue drivers license to spend one whole weekend everybody else had off, me doing guard duty all night long driving around the base. I knew better than to admit anything now but after taking a moment to think I said, “Yes”. “Good”. He told me where I was going.