F.) would come up behind her at the desk in the back office and put her hands up Bridgette’s shirt and rub her tits. She told us she started getting...horny so took her bra off to make it easier to play with her nipples.Cove took his line and passed it down to me as she knowingly questioned “why? Can you guys tell? As she stood up and pushed out her chest. Cove chimed in and replied “Not really, I think your shirt is lose enough you can’t really see much.” She got a little smirk on her face and. “Can I call you Kim?” I asked. “Sir, yes, sir,” she responded. “OK, look,” I responded, “That’s one to many ‘sir’s.” It was a sticky, hot evening at Fort Knox, the kind where you sweat, even sitting still or just laying on your Army cot in the woods. “I was thinking to elevate you to a company command next week,” I remarked. Cadet Milowsky’s eyes widened. “Think you could handle it?” I asked. “Yes sir!” she replied. I changed gears. “Do you have a boyfriend back in Wisconsin?” I asked. “No. I sneaked out from under the blanket, to the washroom. Once inside, I took my top off and in that tiny, cramped place, used the water to clean myself up. After a lot of water and tissues, I felt like I was clean again.I went out to find him smiling at me. I smiled back. Sat on my seat and without a word, we dozed off.I got up a few hours later, feeling famished. I asked for something to eat and drink. He got up when he heard me speaking to the air hostess. With a confused expression he looked. Brian Newton was this behemoth's name. He had bulging muscles, bulging veins, and generally looked like he had been in the gym for a year straight. Before I knew it, he was running at me, screaming like an animal. I dodged that first lunge and managed to keep my foot out for him to stumble on. He didn't fall yet, but lost enough of his balance for me to quickly jump on his back for a takedown. I don't know how he's did it, but even with my 215 pound frame on him, he got up and threw me. Yes, he.