" You may not be able to be involved in part of this. It's going to be really messy if it's like the last time. You can come, but you may only be an o...server or sniper." Fine, I'll do whatever you say, but I'm going," Lisa said, as she was stripping right then.We quickly dressed, put our armor on under our shirts, and donned our field vests, as well. I grabbed my weapons case, as did Lisa, and we went out of the bedroom, said bye to the ladies, and were out the door.When the Secret Service men. ?? I rested theother cone on the stock board right in front of her chin.? ?And here is the deal.? I?m going to release your right arm and youare going remain very still and do exactly as you are told.? If that second clamp falls off the boardbecause of you moving then I will take a complete turn on the screw of thefirst one.? You can guess what that willfeel like and you don?t need any imagination to understand what it will do.? Itworked and she stood like a statue as I opened the clamp on her. She opened the door and took my breath away. She was dressed in a blue saree with a matching blouse, with mascara on her eyes and her hair left open. I presumed she got out of the shower just a lil while back, as her blouse was getting wet cause of her hair. She let me in, and quickly locked the door so that the neighbors don’t see.While she had her back towards me, I got on my knees and took out a rose from my pocket. She was shell-shocked at my act and took a second to recover. She herself. She was known as the blow job queen of the dorm complex. Oh, well… I still enjoyed looking at pictures of women in panties, and fantasizing about what lay beneath the sheer nylon. And, like I did as a young teen, I still liked just looking at panties, even by themselves. Unpremeditated, I stumbled on a new trick. I would go down to the dorm’s basement laundry room to wash my clothes. I frequently would take books with me to study and would sit in the laundry room. I watched girls coming and.