" Slop slop slop. "So horny." Slop slop slop! "Now everyone here knows how horny I am, ugh, it's so embarrassing." It's okay, and yes, yes we do, youn..., sexy lady." Slap, slap. "Next time, just communicate and we'll be on the same page. That's all you need to remember."Another squeak followed. This time from the feet of my chair as I stood up with wide eyes. Now the class turned to me, on their faces expressions that indicated I was the puzzle, instead of the other way around. "What -- " I was. Oh boy, was that loud. I turned it down just a little, but let the record completely play through. If that didn't wake them up, nothing would. I looked through the records to find taps and the National Anthem. I wondered if we were slacking by not putting the flag up and taking it down daily.I locked the office and went to be first in line for breakfast. The old Sarge said, "You're a good troop to be up and about so early. What's your place here?"It took a bit to explain that I was brought on. ’ ‘Oh, really?’ I said. ‘Oh yes, Sir. Your deep sexy voice… it’s such a turn on. It makes me tingle just hearing you talk,’ she said. ‘Is there anyone close by right now?’ I asked. I swear I could hear her smile. ‘No, My boss is in his office on the phone and Becky, the other girl I work here with, took an early lunch,’ she said in a small, quiet voice. ‘Good. Now I want you to do something for Me. Are you ready?’ ‘Yes, Master.’ ‘I want you to finger your nipples and get them nice and hard,. That is if the visible contrast of her nipples which tent the thin material is not enough of a clue. The woman also carries a microphone which appears to be wireless.Each of them wears a hat that is emblazoned with the words: Official Photographer. They also have fairly large fanny packs. The packs are almost large enough to be called rucksacks. They have flip-flops on their feet and wear mirrored sunglasses.In the direction the camera is currently pointed an orgy is in full swing. As the.