.. I'll skip over that part. Feeling relieved I made my way back, slipping and sliding. Several times I slipped to a knee, my hands also got muddy. I ...as grumbling pretty good, but it was nothing compared to the cussin' I was doing a minute later.There was a slight incline leading back down to the basement door. I slipped, and went ass over tea kettle. Splat! Flat on my back. OK, I know you're laughing your ass off now, but it sort of pissed me at the time. I cussed for a few minutes, laying. I can’t release them on my own, I’m not authorized to do that,” the Major informed him. Things in the Basement of the Pentagon went around and around like that for a time following that, and eventually the Brass upstairs became involved in it. The story had already gotten out, as rumors travel fast among the lower ranks, and it was soon on the news, if missing some of the facts, but things like that had never bothered the news mongers.In the meantime, those at the Operations Center at the. I then slapped on plenty of sun screen because being on the pale side didn't want to burn....So there I was sitting stark naked on a beach, the gentle breeze blowing all over me and the sun beating down on my vigin nudist body. I started to relax and layed down, legs slightly appart. Oh the feel of the breeze and the sun on my chest,arms,legs and of course my exposed cock & balls. OMG it felt sooo good so natural.....With people passing by behind me, no embarressment was felt at all, just the. ” I quickly looked Bree over to see where the sprinkler hit her. I was happy to see that She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her shirt was mostly see-through. She grinned, “Not the kind of wet I meant.”I kissed her cheek then handed her jacket then we went inside. While my Mom, Bree, and I were sitting down in the living waiting for my Dad to fix the sprinkler Bree and I looked through old photo albums.“So this is the man I believed was my father for most of my life. He’s kind of cute isn’t he?” I.