. Trouble day.That's what I called it forever after.It was a nice summery day: warm and sunny and everything. The windows were open and I could hear J...m's truck coming up the street. His truck had a very distinctive sound. So I got up on my back legs, put my front paws on the window sill, and looked out through the screen window. It was still the middle of the day, and he wasn't supposed to be coming home at this time, so I wondered if there was a problem or something.The man was with Cheryl,. One thing I forgot to mention is that the walls of the cubicles all have very large holes in them about waist height.The guy who entered the cubicle next door locked his door and sat down. I had some paper hanging over the hole in the wall so he could not see into my cubicle at this time. I saw the paper move a bit to the side and he was peeping through and very soon saw me and what I was wearing. I heard him unzip his trousers get his cock out and begin to play with it. He pushed the paper a. The two guarding over her stood to attention at his approach."Are yu all righ' ma'am?" He asked her."I... I think so," she stammered. "Who... who are you?" Colleen asked in return."Sergeant Washington, 'B' Company out of Fort Simms, ma'am," the Sergeant answered stiffly.Colleen looked around to see the Company regrouping at their Sergeant's side. She noticed that they were all Negroes, and looked back at the Sergeant."You're, you're the ones that the Indians call Buffalo Soldiers, aren't. Why not just take off you top and give him a good look."Derrick was concerned. Not only did Megan have a pretty good idea he and her mother were having an affair, but she seemed to really getting irritated by her flirting. Was if possible to erase some of her memory of what she saw or was thinking, or should he take a different approach? He got a wild idea and thought it could work, or it could get him in deep shit. When he saw Megan go into the house, he followed a few minutes later. A quick.