Stripping down to just a t-shirt, Julie laid the towel across the chair and logged on to search for a suitable chat room. After a while, Julie found h...rself chatting to a young Texan girl, after sorting the real from the pretenders in a way only women can. 'Are you horny?' said the line across the screen from BiTex22. 'Yes,' replied Julie feeling her breathing quicken, and as the chat got more heated and graphic, Julie gave the screen her full concentration. 'I am stroking myself,' Julie typed. ”Master Sergeant Philips asked, “And is your knowledge of my approach to discipline a first-hand knowledge?”Private Baker replied, “Yes Master Sergeant, my knowledge is first-hand.”Philips asked, “And how often have been on the receiving end of my discipline?”Private Baker replied, “More than I can count Master Sergeant.”Master Sergeant Philips smiled and turned to the new recruits and said. “Your class starts now. Take over Private Baker.” And then she left.Take a seat recruits Private Baker. Although she had mentally prepared herself, the man who opened the door was not what she expected. A handsome man, wearing blue, faded jeans and a black dress shirt, stood before her with an easy going smile. For a second, she thought she had the wrong address and was about to apologize when he said "Hey Vikki, Come in."As she walked through the entrance hallway, she knew he was admiring her figure from behind and felt her pussy twitch. This would definitely be a good night. "You are more. After checking out the menus I walked into the sports bar. Sitting at the bar I ordered a Philly cheese steak sandwich and a draft Stella. It was a Tuesday so I wasn’t expecting the restaurant to be very crowded, but I was amazed that it was practically deserted. The bartender spent most of my time there chatting with me. She was a fine looking woman with a great figure and I might have shown some interest had I not spent the weekend with Sara. Instead, I paid cash and tipped generously.