Each additional pull, pump, and squeeze on her sensitive nipples drew more milk from them. It felt oddly pleasurable, though. She felt like she needed...to be milked in order to be happy, like it was fulfilling some sort of carnal desire she didn’t realize she had. “Ghnnn… Hmmm…” She sighed happily. She closed her tired eyes and let herself relax and enjoy the milking process. She nearly started to fall asleep from the exhaustion before she felt something hard rubbing against her swollen pussy. Thing is, she was ginger and back then, nobody wanted to admit that they liked gingers, but if her hair had have blonde or brunette, well...Anyway, I starts to imagine what she'd look like naked - I reckon she'd probably caught me starin' at her, but I reckon I wasn't the only boy who stared at her? So as I'm soapin' me balls and cock in the shower, me cock starts to twitch! Now, I knew all about women cos of the European magazines that I kept hidden in me bedroom - me Mom nor anyone else would. Everyone expects girls always to smell sweet all the time. I know when my clothes reek after I have a good hard workout at the dojo that I gave it my all. Most of the girls at school would slap you for saying they smell like sweat." It was good she told me that because if she or Annie slapped me; I would be out cold until sometime next week. During the time I was hanging her karate uniform up to air out, Annie had come over. She pulled me into a big hug and kissed me on the lips when I came. Sergeant Cieslak! Some guy here to see you!”An older man, a staff sergeant appears looking me over as he opened a half door to let me in. I handed him my orders and he said, “Yeah, you can keep doze.” He had a strong accent that didn’t sound German. He pointed to my right and indicated he wanted to show me the office layout and he pointed to a big bank vault type door with a combination lock dial on the front of it. It was opened and I looked into a room full of all kinds of communication.