I messaged him back.“Will be there in 5.”I managed to get a pair of jeans over my girly clothes but hadn’t had time to put on any panties. I gra...bed my jacket and pulled the zip up tight around my neck. I couldn’t be seen leaving the house dressed like this.A few minutes later I was walking up to the corner of the road. He was waiting in his white car and I got in. As he drove up the road he unzipped his trousers and took out his cock.“There you go, you can play with it if you like.”I reached. .. I don't know what to say. Civilians don't get sponsored into NROTC by the Office of Naval Intelligence, and then, three months later, tell me they're working with the Navy SEALs on a classified mission. What the hell am I supposed to say?"She gave him a calm look. "I'd find it helpful if you said, 'Yes', sir."He knew he was staring, but the situation was bizarre. "Collins," he said, finally. "The Commander knows about this?" Not about me wanting next week off, but yes, sir, otherwise, he. Kiss me. Don’t hold anything back. Kiss me how you would fuck me.”“A very tall order, Maia,” I replied as my cock twitched and grew stiff.“I am a strong, independent black woman, Gil. I don’t offer my cinnamon cunt to just anyone,” she grinned.Her lustful tone and the words she chose sent an adrenaline rush through me.“I don’t get off on being gentle with women, Maia,” I cautioned her.Her reply was unapologetic. “You mentioned that you are all about empowering women. Prove it to me. I don’t get. "We'll go with our first choice."09:40 Tuesday, August 27th, 1991Building 102Ft Huachuca, AZThings had happened quickly on her return to Huachuca last week. Sandy had called Lt. Colonel Paulson from Dulles Airport, and had barely mentioned a commissioning program when he informed her he'd already started the application for the 'Green to Gold' program for her. It wasn't certain she'd be accepted, he said, but with his indorsement, and the ARCOM, plus the letters of commendation from the Border.