Hespent the day dressed in her lingerie and stockings, clunking around ina pair of his mother's pumps. He had the house to himself so oftenthat it be...ame routine and he had to admit the chance that he might getcaught only added spice.He wore his hair long; well longish, as did most Harrovians, just belowhis collar. It was whispy, blonde and curly and his father hated it;said he looked like a London rent-boy. Charles would brush it out andcentre part it with a fringe while he was dressed. ..”I took a chance and interrupted her, “ ... Sir, it won’t matter to me. I’m going to do this mission with the support of the Marines or without it.”Things got quiet again and I waited until finally Colonel Maggie said, “Well hell! We sure don’t want you to do this without the Marines. Sgt. Blaine, I think this is one of the more harebrained missions I’ve ever heard of but if anyone can pull it off, you can. I suppose you want this in writing.”I replied, “No Sir, you’re word is good enough for. Dwayne saw how much she was enjoying the view so grabbed her round her neck with his hand and gently squeezed her neck. Although his hand was big he squeezed softly so it didn't hurt but Lizzy could see his large muscular arm glistening with sweat as his bicep was bulging as he squeezed slightly harder. Lizzy felt like she was going to cum so hard all over Dwayne's cock but as she nearly reached her climax Dwayne knew and pulled out showing he was in control.Dwayne then placed her into doggy. I'm no prude, and I've been tempted by women in the past, but I always chickened out. Now, it was all I could do to get control of my emotions. With the memory of her body still fresh in my mind, I quickly sketched her. The depth of detail in my memory was quite amazing and when I was done, I had eleven sketches that were just great. Taking the two best ones to my studio, I set up my easel and did charcoal drawings, using the sketches as a basis. It was by no means the same as a live model, but.