I was pretty sweaty and I took off my shirt while working on my back and chest. Another 30 mins go by and she gets off the machine and walks over to m... all wet and sexy. Her black shorts looked great on her and she white bra top was all wet with her sweat, I could not stop looking at her. She goes “Hey why don’t you help me stretch”. We head to an open area and help her stretch. Every time her legs is pushed one way, I get a peak of her pussy but I try not to stare. But my cock could help it. I. After a few more dance moves she flicked the dress off of her shoulders so that if fell to her upper arms. She then turned her back on me, shrugged her shoulders and the dress slid down her body and pooled at her feet. She deftly kicked it aside and spun round to face me. The bra and panties she had on were not sexy lingerie but the everyday sort. Plain and white. But this to me made them all the sexier. She then stepped away and grabbed another chair that was lying around in the plant / store. It was in mid-March of ‘68 that Sawyer next called me up to his office.“Bill, would you interested in attending sniper school with the Thais,” he asked when I arrived.“Sniper School?” I asked.“Yes, they have one here. They have a range at the artillery school and use various training areas here along with Thai Special Forces and the regular Thai Army. I can get you in for a compressed course if you want to go,” Sawyer informed me. That sure was a tempting offer, but I had a family to consider. He said, “Not quite what you were expecting.”“You can say that again,” Jack said.Folding his hands over his pot belly, Roy said, “We’re a laid back bunch around here. We do our jobs without interfering with the day to day business of running a college. You’ll find the professors are pretty nice. The students are a great bunch of kids. I think you’ll like working here.”“I’m sure that I will,” Jack said. He wondered how much the job paid.“Do you have any questions?” Roy asked.Jack said, “I guess.