" I'm gonna tell you a secret and you have to promise me you won't pick on me," I said."I promise. Bratty sister is out the window." We're going to do...it tonight," I said."Just make sure it's special," said Heather. She gazed out the window."Was your first time special?" I asked.Heather continued to look out the window and shook her head."It wasn't. It was a guy before Brian. He was a college boy. I thought it would be better with someone experienced. Anyways, with Brian it was always good. It. A red light came on at the end of the articulated arm which had been extended to make room in the cargo bay for the soldiers. They had rigged a light at its end to ensure that it was mounted where everyone could see it. Space suited figures on both sides of the bay made last minute checks of their equipment. Squad leaders passed thumbs up signals to their platoon leaders who passed them up to Captain LeBlanc. LeBlanc said "All go" into his mike, listened to the acknowledgement, then unhooked. She looked rough, her blonde hair was unkemp, bordering on dirty, she had tattoo's up her arms, she was wearing an off white blouse top thing and a short off white skirt, far too short for her she looked 'rough'. She wasn't pretty and certainly not my type anytime. But we talked for a while and I could tell she fancied me, she kept looking at me in a strange fashion.I wondered if Alice had told her what happened, her name was Wendy. After around fifteen minutes, Alice announced she'd have to go. She played with the triangles, varying the amount of each breast that they covered, form a thin strip over each nipple to nearly the whole breast. She found she could even move the fabric so that the breast was completely exposed. The bottoms barely covered her mons. And about half of her butt stuck out around the sides of the bottoms. She wasn't sure she liked that, especially when her tan line made it that much more obvious. Maybe I need to go lay out for a while in my new suit, she.