We wore No 1 Home Dress -- our best blue uniform with peaked caps; buttons and badges gleaming, and our best boots spit and polished. Our mode of dres... at Woodvale would be beret, PT kit and /or denim overalls, with working boots. No 1 Home Dress was only worn on the journeys between Woodvale and Halton or to visit Southport.We arrived at Tring railway station in good time. As in all arms of the military of every country in the world it had been a case of 'Hurry up and Wait', and we kicked our. I remembered we once had a decent sex life back when you used to put out for me, before you became a cold, heartless bitch, and I thought it might be fun to see if I could find that woman in there somewhere. But I realized she’s gone. You’re still cold, heartless, soulless, and you mean absolutely nothing to me.” Leslie stares at Rick with a look of incredulity that quickly changes to anger. Her voice shakes as she addresses him. “So you’re telling me that nothing we did this weekend meant. She then began to delicately chew on his moustache and his lips using her front teeth while she darted her tongue in his mouth. Soon their tongues began to play with each other like two swords while Rati and Ryan began to moan in pleasure.Ryan now moved his right hand under Rati’s skirt and started pulling her panties downs. Ryan was obsessed with women’s pussies. The first thing Ryan did after kissing a woman was to put his hand inside her pantie and touch her pussy.He loved the feeling of. It also showed something more. “Why Kay, I think you’re enjoying this.” He said chidingly as he noticed the material nestled against her pussy was soaked in her wetness. He rubbed his hand against her ass feeling the heat of his handy work. “That was fifteen for the first day you were late. You are due twenty more for the second. Are you ready?” He didn’t expect an answer and didn’t need one. Ready or not, she was going to feel the next twenty without the meager protection of her skirt. Still.