"You see the rod inside the box - it will open one of the doors if we can get it out of the box." Then why don't we press all the buttons one after th... other, then we are certain to get the right one?" said Verla."No this will not work. I think that we are allowed to use only a definite number of buttons and they must be the right ones." Then only the one that knows which buttons to press will be able to get to the rod inside?" Yes, this is the purpose of it. I think it was placed there as a. 45, an hour earlier than I had planned to wake up. In a haze I roll onto my back, my head settling into the lush pillow where it had been resting, my auburn hair flowing around me. I can feel a slight morning chill in the air, and before I pull up my duvet I feel a stiffening of my nipples and can feel them pushing into my baby blue tank top. I have owned this top since high school, a present from my first boyfriend, and whilst it is now way too short and tight to wear out in public, I still. It felt intense. “OMG Yes!!!” Was all I could get out of my mouth as I felt his thumb enter. It was like a big, strong, powerful train that wasn’t going to stop as I felt the pressure pushing into my ass. Past the knuckles, his hand kept going, until ‘pop’...I felt my ass relaxed around his wrist.The small crowd that had gathered around me cheered. I just moaned. And came hard. Someone from the group was flicking my clit. I didn’t know who and I didn’t care. The one guy slid his hand out with. There was no way in hell I was gonna put my ass in a sling over this, this bullshit. ‘Everything is just fine, Top.’ The way the major snarled that sure didn’t sound fine. The first sergeant frowned. At me. ‘Private Wright giving you more trouble?’ ‘Not at all.’ I gathered my courage up. ‘Sir, my lunch hour is almost over. I have to get back to work, sir.’ First sergeant’s frown deepened. I dropped my eyes back to the half-eaten sandwich and wished that the world would just swallow me whole..