" 'and leave her behind.'Nanette broke the salute, "Sah" 'not my type', smartly about turned and marched off but spoilt the effect by swirling her ars... as she departed – a giggle was heard as she went down the passage.The woman approached Clare and snapped her flat hand to the brim of her cap in salute,"Permission to come on the bridge, Captain." Granted" and Clare returned the salute both breaking the gesture at the same time."Lieutenant Phillipa Battenberg, Ma'am, my orders and the signals. I did however arrange to meet someone whom I had contacted online. My schedule was hectic, but after the day's meetings and receptions, I did get back to the room mid-evening. My new friend met me soon after at my room. He was 70 yo, semi-retired professional (psychologist), who lived alone (divorced with kids and grandkids) near downtown. I met him wearing nothing but my black thong. He wasted no time in stripping completely and climbing onto the bed with me. He had a large build, not very. ‘Cathy, what do you have in mind?’ I could feel my voice trembling as I drank the vision of the expanse of her thighs… her panties pulled tight against the swell of her belly. ‘Remember you promised Billy that you would take care of me? I want you to… take care of me. I want to… um, see you play with yourself again. And I want you to watch me while you do it.’ I remember my voice fading a faint ‘Okay…’ as I watched her stand and remove her panties from under her dress, and then sit back against. I burned with the excitement of what I had possibly missed, and felt eager for a return to service when I’d see something unfamiliar and wanting to look my way. Not a minute after the thought subsided that very thing to happened, and let me tell you, the man had me ready with just a look into his brown-as-my-own eyes. I smiled as he stood there and looked long at me. Almost as if he dared me to try and fuck around with him. Dressed in black dress pants, blue dress shirt without a tie and a.