"Come on, let get my LICENSE!!!" she said and dragged me back into the building. 45 minutes later were came back out and headed toward the parking lot... Sandy was staring at her brand new driver's license all the way to the car. When we got there I tossed her the keys."Why don't you drive us home?" I said as I got in on the passengers side.Sandy got into the drivers side, put on her seat belt, and started the car. She drove cautiously all the way home. When we got home Sandy rushed inside. By. Shaun checked and cleaned his personal weapons, the MP40 and Cartwright .303. Then he drew his Colt M1911.45 semi-automatic. Removing the clip, he checked the action before reloading it again. Spare magazines for the MP40 were at the side of his seat alongside the bandolier his grandfather had used for the rifle.Satisfied, he looked around at the other troops, all similarly occupied.He lit a cigarette, drawing on it nervously, knowing that the lives of these men was now in his hands.He thought. " We do and I'm always yelling at Taylor to cut that raggy mop," said Craigas they stood up. "But what can you do. It's the in thing I guess." Yeah, but you can't let it get too long when they're this young, or it'ssuch a disaster to work with. Plus, they're no help," said Carissa."Taylor looks about the same age as my Kaylee. She's eight, going onnine." Oh, Taylor's nine too, but acts about five," Teased Craig as they shareda laugh as they began to head outside walking together."Oh stop! I'm. Next, we were expected to dress in 'under garments andexternal attire appropriate for females'. Can't bureaucrats talk likethe rest of us? I found plain panties, a sports bra with such smallcups it looked like a training bra, and pumps with a low heel. Overthis went a loose knee length coatdress with a sailor collar andpleated skirt. The bra felt like a harness, though the very shallowcups still sagged for wont of something to do. I hated it, and if onemore person said 'you'll get used to it' I.