"But I take it that you ain't exactly sure what to do with opportunities like those," Coach nodded thoughtfully. "Okay, this first girl, your girlfrie...d, she likes BDSM, is that what your saying?" Uh, yeah, I think so..." I was breathing hard, sorta bouncing up and down as I ran. " ... She likes it when I embarrass her ... In front of people ... Make her do sexy stuff ... You know?" Hmmm..." Coach rubbed his nose. "And this other girl, the guilty one, what's the deal with her? She's guilty. 00am?I said "No I was tired and was asleep." Really I heard voices coming from your room that night and though you might have wanted company?"Come to think about it, there was a knocking on my hotel door that night, I thought it might have been one of the lads trying to get more booze from my mini fridge.I was thinking, couldn't have opened any fuckin door that night, the course director a pretty darked haired lady called M was sucking my cock like a Hoover around that time. That brought a. PFC Kent, sweet cheeks, forty trained killers and my volunteer was an ex cheerleader, swell, just fucking swell. Kent and I headed out early, zero five thirty, we were to meet the package and deliver our payload to a remote destination eighty klicks to the north. The LT said aerial delivery was too noisy, too noticeable, we were sent in a single vehicle to quickly get in and get out. What were we carrying? I didn’t ask, and I didn’t care. You learn not to ask questions that you aren’t going to. .. shall be ready by then." Understood, Your Majesty," the messenger replied, bowing his head lower for a moment respectfully before standing and turning around, his scaled tail stiff with his own nerves behind him as he raced for the exit.Once the messenger was gone, Queen Camilla sank back onto her throne, giving the two guards a brief show of her large breasts heaving within the tight confines of her dress top. She let out a weary sigh as she wished one of her two husbands, either of them,.