“I brought you a cold flannel and some water.” She held the glass against my lips and propped me up with her hand on the back of my neck. I drank ...timidly.“Here.” Darla popped a couple of Aspirin into my mouth and tipped the glass upward. I swallowed the tablets gratefully, the cool liquid seeming to calm my stomach more with each sip.“Thanks Darla,” I whispered weakly as she guided my head back to the pillow.“Just you relax there, Mary Beth,” I heard her far away voice say as I fell into an. She taught me the joy of sucking pussy, and I just love the smell and taste of it. I have a small dick, so she didn’t have a lot of interest in fucking me. I also have to admit that Jeannie and I had a rather unusual relationship. She was dating other boys at the same time I was seeing her, and I finally learned that I had often been sucking her pussy right after other boys had fucked her.It’s hard to explain, but I really like the taste, smell and texture of the juices flowing from her. " You don't have to tell me, I feel the same way you do and understand what you're saying. Just try to be a little more diplomatic about it the next time you call a Major an asshole. You should have kept your mouth shut, and called for me to handle it. You know I would have covered your back Sarge." I know that Cap, but I was so drunk I couldn't see the ground, let alone have any rational thoughts. Now if the lecture is over I want to go back to my hooch and nurse my hangover then get some chow. I clear the email and close the window. I dig into the files on my desk. My thoughts go to the ball-gag. I open the draw and look at it. I look over at my purse and wonder how I am going to get that think in my little purse. I can just carry it out of the room. What am I going to do with it? I look over at the sofa and remember the dress that is in the box. I decide that is the place for the gag. I can hide it in there.I look up from my desk and I see Nick standing at the door. "Hey Lady you.