Formal. Medals instead of ribbons. Medal of Valor shined up and looking good around your neck. Shaved and looking sharp. Just so you know, I’ll be d...essed the same way myself.’ ‘Yes sir.’ I said. ‘Sounds like a special occasion.’ ‘Sure is.’ Griswold replied. ‘And allow me to suggest that you take some time and practice fastening the clasp on the Medal of Valor. Practice a lot more than you think you need to.’ ‘Ahhhhh…’ I said, realizing why the Chief had told me to do that. ‘Yes.’ he replied,. Sadly, it didn’t work, so I’ve taken Meg’s part, tidied it up and present it here, hopefully for your enjoyment. * * * * * I met Mike at a party. Actually, he rescued me. The football jock I went with got too interested in the booze that was available and tried to get too fresh, too crudely, too soon. It was only the first time we went out together and I told him forcefully that it was the last, then slapped him as hard as I could. ‘Why, you cheap bitch…’ he’d started and lifted his hand. I. She then proceeded to the bottom portion, thighs, knees, and lower legs etc. But my monster was very hard and erect. It used to touch her face or hair.After oiling of my body is over, she sat on the stool and asked me to start on her body. She removed all her clothes, keeping just the bra and the panty. I applied oil on her face and on her hair and then came down to her neck and chest.I had to remove her bra, I unhooked her bra and her ample boobs with erect nipples were there standing erect, I. The mood was definitely gone. "You'll see." was her only smug reply. I continued rubbing my face, shaking my head gently from side to side, hoping the motion would stop the burning sensation. Turns out it was only tickling the back of my neck. Geez, this was getting worse. Not only that, but my prick was still rock hard, harder than ever in fact. It was starting to hurt. I was going to turn my attention to that soon when I suddenly scraped my face with something. "Ouch!" I yelled as I.