For half a second I smelled the over whelming scent of perfume then it went away. I put my hands to my side and felt the suede of what must have been ...y skirt. Suddenly I remembered getting dressed this morning, but not as Philip Johns, as Stephanie Robins. Picking out the blue silk blouse, putting on the black garters and thigh highs, putting on the black suede mini skirt that let the tops of the thigh highs peek out when I sat. I wanted to look sexy but not too slutty. I did my makeup more. It's borrowed. The owner expects some cum stains, but I don't want to destroy the dress."Roger unzipped the dress from her neck to her shapely ass, stepped back and let it fall to the floor. He followed it as it slid off her shoulders, revealing her bra-clad breasts. Dropping to his knees until his face was even with her matching gauzy black panties, he smiled as he saw the neatly trimmed tuft of red hair behind the material. Reaching out, he peeled them off her hips as she lifted her left leg. They practice most days at unloading the parts and putting them together and then firing them. A German soldier is in charge of the training for the Askari gunners. I counted six of these guns.”Pamhar started next, “I worked as a mess boy in their headquarters. The General is a big man with spiky hair. But there was an officer who was called Colonel who wore the same uniform as those we killed with the lances. They seem to be waiting for more to arrive, because the Colonel asked if the fodder. Bob sat back down in his chair and reached for the remote. He absent-mindedly changed the channel to the Home Shopping Network, forgettingabout his football game. His eyesight blurred for a moment, and when itcleared up, he noticed he was holding a bottle of nail polish. Theremote seemed to have magically returned to its original spot. Clearly,he must have been doing his nails. That was the only logicalexplanation.He continued to paint his nails, choosing hot pink, his favorite color.As he did.