“I remember when we were cadets that a lot of Swords were unhappy that we didn’t have a navy,” Maria said.Mandy was about to reply when she spot...ed a young woman entering the room. The woman returned a handful of papers to the stack of intelligence reports.She nudged Maria and said, “There’s Cadet Anat.”“Who’s she?” Maria asked.“She’s in my advanced field surgery class,” Mandy said.“So what?”Mandy said, “She’s an eleventh year and already qualified to be a Sword.”Graduating from cadet to. 5'7" 120 lbs, long black hair and great curves. A great smile and beuatiful mouth round out her features. We chatted a bit in between sessions and seemd to hit it off.That evening at the formal dinner she sat next to me. . She had a stunning gown on and I cold see most of her globes. What a treat. I almost spilled my drink later as she laid her hand on my lap, then squeeed me.I looked over in disbelief as she smiled at meAfter th dessert she leaned over and suggested we go to her suite."It's. I was only looking for one person. Talia. With Karen gone for the night, and maybe for good, Iwanted to be with… And there she was, walking out of the kitchen and intothe living room. As usual, she was stunning. From herbeautiful feet, encased in patent leather shoes; towhere her long, sleek legs disappeared into a black,leather skirt which barely covered the bottom curves ofher ass; to where a white, frilly blouse made the mostof her small breasts; to her long, bare arms; and,finally,. The kiss is somehow languid yet frenzied, tongues swirling, lips crushing, promise growing.Then she's gone. Slithers off the bed. Steps to the wardrobe into her heeled boots. Turning to face me, she offers a coquettish smile. "You'll be here when I get back? I'm a fucking mess under these clothes."I nod fast. "I'm here on business, remember?"Grabbing her shoulder bag, she grins and strides to the door. "Business has never been better."The latch clicks behind her, leaving the air conditioning.