In front of me was a gloriously bright arsehole. “I’ve had this bleached and waxed only the other day, you know. That was.... fortuitous..... don�...�t ya think????” I agreed that it was. I told Melissa to keep her bum cheeks apart while I lubed her up properly. I squeezed a large blob at the top of her anus, let it slide a little then controlled it with my first and index finger. I pressed her bum hole slightly, so she knew I was there. Melissa bent forward a little more, almost instinctively. “I don’t want to make things worse by bringing up painful memories., Johanna. Especially now.”"I’d like to know, especially if Roberta already does,” I said.“I wasn’t there, so I can’t give you the long story. But I heard it from one of the marines who was there, he was eighteen years old at the time. He was with a rifle squad that was patrolling a neighborhood in Falluja that our intelligence claimed was ‘pacified’ and was controlled by a militia that supported us. Unfortunately, no one. Such mental images were firing my need to climax. Determinedly, I stopped my hand at the base my cock and let the stirrings of ejaculation subside. That didn't stop my mind wandering back to our first phone call. I had to wait some ten days for that. She explained that at the time of our first encounter, she was in a relationship which was floundering but couldn't bring herself to make contact until she was sure it was over. I promptly said I understood but in my head, I exulted. Over the next. Good for you! After all, they are just little girls, aren't they?" Her tone was all sweetness, conviviality and collegial good will. Her hidden intent was quite different."Well, I like to think the standards of the Academy must be reflected in the disciplinary as well as mentoring role of the faculty." Harry was proud of his command of 'the troops' as he thought his young female charges."Yes, indeed," replied the Head Mistress, " and we must never forget the role of tradition in keeping that.