Asdescribed in her online profile she was 5'6", medium length blond hair, blueeyes, early 30's and very pretty. What I hadn't learned from her profile...orfrom the pics she had sent me was that her ass was perfect. It was nicely rounded,firm and extremely spankable. The tight jeans she was wearing highlighted itperfectly. We had several drinks at the bar, rum & cokes for me, and three glassesof wine for her. I think she was a little nervous at first. After realizingthat neither one of us was a. .. Carry on technical sergeant.” Hannah saluted and the officer returned it as she walked off. Hannah didn’t see her again till 4 days later, but she was sure that the “naval bitch” was still watching her.Hannah was at the gym using the heavy bag when the Naval Officer approached her. “Good morning sergeant Sullivan, may I work in with you this morning?” She asked. Hannah looked her over some. She was maybe 2 inches shorter than Hannah’s 6’0 frame, but you could tell that the officer was active. I started talking with the bartender when my phone rang. I excused myself and answered it was just my Dad checking I got back to the city ok. I went back and continued talking to the bartender and had a few more brews. By 2pm I decided 3 beers was enough and paid my tab and left. I went back to my room, had a shower, changed clothes and decided to have a late lunch. Just as I left my room my phone rang again, it was Sandman. Sandman apologised for taking so long but work came first as he had. "You still don't believe me, do you?" Frank said, almost offended byMaggie's lack of response. "Jim... show her some proof." Frankie... we don't have time..." 'Le Blanc' spoke with the same femininetone Maggie had heard from before."Here, let me show her..." 'Brenda' said from across the room beforereaching for a point on her throat with her index finger. 'She' appearedto be pressing on it until a beep sound was heard."Hello, Ms. Chaplin... How do I sound with my real voice?" a deep.