Overall, the platoon was mostly aged in their early to late 20s. There were 21 females and the rest were guys. Another challenge was making sure every...ne was treated fairly despite the differences in gender in the tough environment..We had no female boot camp staff.. A bit of a nightmare. Somehow, the responsibility kept falling on me to tend to any issues that came up specific to the females. They seemed to trust me pretty well, and I learned to adapt my leadership to suit them when it was. Unfortunately we never made that happen but anyway. The waitress glanced at the bag but I am not sure if she saw what was inside.I told her I impressed with everything in the bag and that she told me she was a switched between dominant and submissive. I didn’t know what that meant at the time but then realized that she was submissive to some but mostly she was a dominatrix. In my case she wanted to be submissive. As we got up, she said “Anything you want just no marks on the face, okay?” . Wo aunty week me 3 ya 4 bar mere ghar ati thi apnibeti ki study ke bare me discuss karne to wo jab bi ati thi wo suitme ati thiwo bi low nexk wala suit dal ke mere mind me unko dekh ke unki liye atraction Bad jati thi hamesha wo jab biati meri ankho me ankhen daal ke dehti thi or me to unka fan tha kya chaal thiunki wo muje dekh ke jaan buj kar matak matak ke chalti thi mere man me bi unkofuck karne ki soch chalti rehti thi ek din aunty mere ghar pe ayi unhone us dinsaari pehni hui thi pink. His eyes were darting across the table, checking everyone elses reaction, especially his dad who was on his right, while I kept my eyes mostly on him. Seeing everyone oblivious to what we were doing, Chris slid his left hand underneath the table to guide my foot. I still had socks on, and it was quickly becoming a hindrance. So I began pushing my foot into his hands, placing my ankles around his fingers. Chris looked at me and understood what I wanted, helping me take my sock off. I gave him a.