A lesser observer might think the shirt was white. The crisp starkness of this clothing outlined the hard lines of his body that I instantly compared ...o my own and felt immediately self-conscious.Thoughts raced through my head a million miles per hour, and I couldn't make any real words come out of my slack-jawed face hole. God, I must have looked like an absolute idiot. Think Kevin from The Office in female form. With an arched black eyebrow on his beautifully masculine, swarthy-toned face, he. I'll do anything you need done. I want to go."Jeff looked at the young woman who was so intense she was sitting on the edge of her seat. "Fisher, I'm not in charge of this mission. I only brought the story to the colonel. He's picked someone to lead the mission, and it surely isn't me." But, Sir, I was told that Lieutenant Richardson and Sergeant Gomez are going. I know they were part of your mission when you brought the ship back. I thought you would be in charge of this. I still think you. I just flash him a grin, remembering why, and reply “ya”.Riding up to the bath house and entering, it's already full of steam. Excellent. There are three others in there, none of them our b o y s. Quickly sudsing up the crack, I work the lather into the dried up muck in the hairs. Tilting my head back into the shower head, I wash the filth from my hair as well, but I leave the pits alone. Not messing up 4 days worth of funk there :)The sensations started my dick and balls to swell, and in. We were supposed to be doing research on Shakespeare or something. Instead I was amusing myself by drawing mustaches and beards on several of the pictures in the books. I had just finished drawing a lovely goatee on some woman’s picture when I felt a tap on my shoulder. ?Buzz off. Can’t you see I’m busy??I heard someone clear their throat behind me and put their hand on my shoulder, gripping it hard. My pen dropped down onto the desk and I tried to smile up at Mr. Quackers, the librarian..