Allan's presence was expected.The water was not heated, but it was quite a hot night, and the boys had exercised vigorously, and so the showers were c...mfortable. The boys overcame their modesty, and returned to normal showering, while Diane started a fifth shower. "Could I borrow some soap?" she asked of no-one in particular."Here have mine" one gallantly offered, leaving his shower and approaching Diane. Rather than reach out to take the soap, Diane raised both arms, stepping forward, and. And in turn it was important to me.I let Ira and Juliet talk for a while. When I saw them kiss, I knew the game had commenced. I stroked Tiffany’s arm, letting her know that I needed to do what I needed to do. And what I needed to do was to direct my own puppet show.I separated the lovers mid-kiss and led them into the candle-lit bedroom.They watched me slowly undress to my black lacy underwear and make myself comfortable in an armchair. Tiffany sat herself on a tall stool to my right, her hand. " ATTENTION TO ORDERS!" The amplified voice of the adjutant echoed across the parade field as the prisoner, Jeremy Perryman, was marched out. The adjutant read the laundry list of charges, the guilty verdict, and then the sentence. Sharp eyes would have noticed the control harness--and Jeremy fighting against it. Colonel Mithras and the base Command Chief Master Sergeant marched in front of the weeping prisoner. Colonel Mithras pulled off the uniform buttons and ripped the uniform from. “I mean…why not…you’re fucking perfect for it. You look like you were born to fuck. You make the most of it because you get thinking it’s one way to fly. Everybody loves a party girl, but you get bored. You’re like a junkie standing in line for a half-assed shot of methadone. And you know I’ll always be here for you – a dose of whatever all this means to you…and that fucks me up bad.” “Daddy, that’s mean.” He slid his hand down her neck and pulled the flimsy top of her dress down below her.