They will expedite your medical retirement. Oh, and your brigadier has nominated you for the Military Cross. You're a bloody hero, fighting off hundre...s of insurgents single-handedly," Andrew couldn't help but grin."Fuck you, Drew! Will they give me a pension?" That's the best of all. They'll advance you to Lieutenant Colonel before they'll retire you. How does that sound? 'Colonel Ruiz-Costa, Royal Marines, retired'. You'll make one hell of a landed gentleman." What's the beef behind that?". "Well I like to get involved, but yeah, watching is fun too." I said."So how about I start this evening with a little show for you then?" Claire asked."Perfect, that would be just perfect, Claire", I said, thinking how great it would be for Rachelle to arrive during Claire's 'performance'.Claire smiled and stood, saying, "Why don't you start by putting on some music and then tell me what you would like me to do."I put on the radio and set it to some gentle background type music and then told. I opened my mouth at least being open to the idea that thiswould satisfy my hunger. However, I caught a whiff of the substance as itneared my mouth and shut it in horror."That fucking smells like cum!" I yelled."I assure you it's not. It's lab created with near-identical propertiesand taste, but it is 100% synthetic. It's also the only thing availableat this moment, that will satisfy your hunger. so open up," he stated.The hunger was unbearable. I felt like I was dying, and I couldn't evencurl. ”“I’m not fat!” Becky screamed, stomping her foot, and the gym shook just a little.Sean laughed again. “That earthquake and your baggy sweatsuit beg to differ,” he said.“Ivy, Kerry,” she said through clenched teeth. “Could you pwease get the measuring tape hanging there on the wall.”They obeyed, and Becky cracked her neck as she glared at Sean. She stood with her legs spread wide, and her hands on the waistband of her pants near her navel. Her sweatshirt bulged ominously behind her arms as her.