His name is Damien. Surely you have spoken to him?" she asked."Yes, but the Admiral gave me no real idea who was the leader." I said."It's because Swa...mp Thing, as you call us, hires only leaders. On a job like this, one person is responsible to pass on information and see that we all have whatever we need. On this job it was Damien. It could just have easily been me." she said."Every soldier a leader, it is an interesting concept," I replied. I really did find it interesting. In a small unit. "Okay, I think I've m*****ed you girls enough for one day. Y'all take care, now." I winked and started to leave. The blonde gave me a puzzled smile, stepped forward and asked "Umm...wait, uh...aren't you coming in? You know, the uh...movie?" I didn't bother explaining my ticket situation. "You mean it, pretty lady? Uh, after all that?" I smiled bashfully, having groped these two genuinely nice girls (who could've just punched me and hollered for the cops) but blondie beamed and said "Sure, you. Then I managed to work my hand into her knickers and slid two fingers into her extremely wet cunt. Lisa was that wet that my fingers just slipped in up to the hilt in one.Lisa open her legs giving me much better access, so I started to finger fuck her there on the bench for anyone to see. However, I had other ideas. Taking my fingers out of her cunt, I stood up pulling her up with me. She stood there looking at me her eyes full of apprehension, her face flushed with sexual excitement.“Turn. Ilove you. I desperately want to marry you but feel compelled by truthto tell you that, that deep, dark, shameful secret of mine."Silence.I was worrying tremendously. Is she about to explode? Flee? Fight me?Ridicule me? Humiliate me in front of the other customers? Throw waterin my face? There's no way she'd just accept this, is there? I mean,what sort of girlfriend would tolerate a guy who might dress betterthan she?All I saw was this slow, smoldering expression of angst, fear, hate,disdain,.