An occasional, “Would you...” under non-combat conditions was just as much an order as, “Do this,” and the First and his Miadax crew were stun...ed by it in the beginning. The First’s people were already responding much more quickly and much more positively than they ever had for the Miadax Captain. And... they frequently did more than they were asked. Somehow, it was much easier to put forth one hundred percent for a Commander who they knew would pitch in to do anything he would ever order them. He chose a park and ride lot to meet. I asked if he checked out my pics and what outfit I should wear. He wanted me to be all fem wearing a petticoat, pleated skirt, fishnets, heels, bra, sheer blouse. makeup the whole deal. I took a fast shower made sure my legs and clitlet were clean shaven and smooth. Did my make up (cute eyes, layered with light pink with a darker blue over lay, false eyelashes and mascara).Slipped into pink satin panties,black fishnet stockings, pink garter-belt with white. Oh look, here's our lunch!"{"You're engaged,"} I said, three spoonfuls into my savory bowl of Frenchonion soup. I tried to make it sound like a casual question; of course, itwas anything but. I'd noticed the ring on her finger when she placed herhand on my wrist. How could I miss it? The stone was practically the sizeof a ping-pong ball. Wendy held her hand up so we could both admire it and wiggled her paleslender fingers, more precious to me than any diamond. The stone seemed tocatch light I. Said. So.”“Kid, how long is this gonna go on?”“As long as I’m here. Maybe longer.” She shrugged and turned around.“You’re out of your mind.”“As long as I feel like.” She bent over for the controller, wiggling her backside which was adorned with pink-lace panties – and a shirt that wouldn’t stop riding up.“Stop that,” Bill whispered, glancing over at the staircase and then in front.“He just added me.”Bill sighed and asked, “Who?”“Scott. Now, for some fun.”“Right.” He slouched.“Convince her.” *.