Was that…?“…Sarah?” I muttered, still half-asleep.“Yeah! Here, help me in!” she tried to keep her voice low. What the hell? What was she d...ing here, especially so late? I figured that it had to be important, so I reached my arm out. Her warm hand clenched my own, and I helped her climb up and inside. “Phew! Thanks!” she quietly laughed. I made my way over to the light and flicked it on. Sarah was a friend I had met more recently. She was short in stature, a few inches taller than I was. Her. “Sure.”“How do you really feel about me fucking your wife? Is it causing problems?”I considered my words for a moment and said, “Well, it hasn’t happened for while – unless there is something I don’t know about. I’ll admit that the first time was rough on me and I was a bit of a wreck for a day or two, but I got over it. She loves me completely. In her own way she loves you too. As long as I’m not losing her, I don’t mind.”Smiling up at me, Jessica said that there was no danger of me losing my. "Oh no you don't. I'm NOT playing that game again," I told them both."How about a pact then?" Tracy asked as Stacy looked on curiously."A pact? Concerning what?" I asked just as curiously."How about, no consequences ... just truth. You ask a question, and we promise to be truthful in answering. But then you do too," Tracy continued. I thought about that for a moment before agreeing."Ok, but ... my question goes to both of you, so that means you both have to answer it ... honestly," I leered. MATSON ... FRONT AND CENTER." In other words, get your butts up here. Goldberg and I moaned and the rest of the platoon snickered after breathing a sigh of relief.When we got in front of the Sergeant, he gave us a funny smile and said," You have 15 minutes to get packed and into your Class As (dress uniforms) and get to the Captain's office with your gear ... He has a detail for you two."We gave an audible groan, the Sergeant said, "Quit your bitchin and get a move on; 15 minutes or your butts.