We noticedyour interest in the file of joining the armed forces ifyou made that last parole!" I might have flinched but stillmanaged a slight shrug. ...ever give em anything! "We have a slight problem with our veterans groups.So many young men, traumatized, shell shock, even disabled,concentrated in single spots, with no women. Some readyto rejoin the active service, but they need," he paused,'socialization!" He caught my eyebrow and smiled. "It means, they haven't quite returned to normal. Now he was her master, a master who had bestowed his authority over her in under an hour. She had spent her life looking down on those beneath her, broadly speaking everyone she had ever met, now there was no one beneath her, she was the lowly servant girl. Still she felt no self pity or sadness at her situation. Slowly she worked the thin dress up her legs and over her still smouldering bottom, running her hands across the parallel ridges in her soft skin he had given her with his strap. The. Could I be so cavalier about mere personalitytraits?Not until I met Abby.Chapter Two - College DaysI arrived at college an 18-year-old virgin, which was fine with me.I didn't know which side of the plate I was hitting from, so I didn'teven dare grab a bat. And did I want to bat anyway? Catching alwaysseemed much more interesting.I stuck to studying and playing Dungeons and Dragons with my fellowsocially-challenged student-nerds.By a happy coincidence, early in my freshman year, something. So while he walked of to the bathroom I rushed over to the other wardrobe and opened it up to find about 20 pairs of shoes , some were flats , a couple of sandals but the rest were high heels . I was in awe of what was infront of me and my cock was rock hard in the tights I had on so I ripped a hole for my cock to stick out . the 1st pair I lifted was a set of black pumps and straight away lifted them to my nose and had a good sniff , I loved the smell of them then took 1 of the shoes and.