Oh, the scandal! I loved every second of it! I was in this state for a while when I heard Tom's footsteps as he came upstairs. He was very conscient...ous when we played these little games to make sure I was safe and comfortable. But I was wondering if he told his friends why he had to go upstairs every 10 minutes? Did they know he was checking on me? Tom opened the closet door and turned on the light. Kneeling, he removed the gag, and I whimpered and pretended to cry. "How you doing Martha?. "Just make up your fucking mind. Just pick one," I said flippantly under my breath as I stole a glance her direction."What? What the fuck does that mean?" she asked angrily in response to the callous tone of my comment.Mrs. Blair glared at me through her reflection in the mirror long enough to make me feel uncomfortable. I still had to watch myself I thought. She still was my boss after all. She got up and slowly walked towards me, with makeup and mascara smeared on her face like it had been. Now, that might work for, say, a driver; the gears were similar, the concept was the same and you could always make a weight and size adjustment. It did not work well for Gunners, Loaders, and Tank Commanders. I had spent years filling all these positions and was kind of knowledgeable about the nuances of getting tanks into combat mode.Officers tended to consider the assignment to an armor unit in the Marine Corps as the “kiss of death” from a promotion standpoint. It was rare to see an officer. It really sexually aroused me, and Cathy even watched from the rear view mirror. I even sampled sucking the semen off each guy’s cock afterwards (my first semi-blowjobs). Cathy thought I was sick for putting my lips around their cocks, but I was eager to explore my sexual feelings. That was the only extracurricular activity I had, other than a few skinny dipping experiences. Another man never sexually touched my body, except for Brian when he took my virginity at sixteen.From my twenty-first.