You would like to close your legs and me to stop. But both don’t happen no matter how hard you try to move or scream. After a while I have mercy wit... you and stop, untie your legs and hands, but only to tie your hands back together, on your back. I move your head towards the edge of the bed until it falls down slightly, getting overstretched. I take your blindfold away and move the gag down to your neck. You blink with your eyes to get adjusted to the brightness again and when you’re able to. "That's what you admitted you were last night isn't it? You're wearingpanties and pretty camisole under your uniform, aren't you? Do you knowany young man who does that?" she questioned bringing him his breakfast.All Perry could do was stare down at his plate. He blushed evenbrighter as she spoke. "I'm not a sissy," he said barely above awhisper."Did you just say you weren't a sissy? Well, perhaps if I sent yourparents those pictures, what do you think they will call you?" shesnapped. I stood up and he bent over as we made out for a long time. He pulled up my skirt and ran his hand down my panties. I had an orgasm as he reached the area. He held me in his strong arms as I nearly went limp. My panties hit the floor and I got up on the table. my legs opened and he reached for his zipper. The phone rang and I had to answer. Was a prowler call and he had to go. before he left he told me, I wll be back after this and we can finish what we started. I agreed and smiled. I thought. You went into Iraq (twice!) just for the hell of it, you have boots on the ground in every other country on the planet (including mine), and who knows? By the time I finish typing this, you might have troops in Syria and/or Iran!If you, my male American friends, are perceiving this as an attack or critique, YOU COULDN'T BE MORE WRONG! I like you're unfettered aggression, your barbaric v******e, your presumptive "we own the world" arrogance! All I would humbly ask of you is that you would take a.