It was both remote, and at the same time, close enough to the new seat of government to allow Sam the level of involvement he wanted, or more accurate...y, the level of involvement the Council wanted.Those who remained, from the Umatilla Ordnance Depot and other places, and wished to remain in military service, formed the Portland Military Reserve, and a conscious effort was made to name leaders who would refuse to allow the PMR, as they came to be known, as a weapon in anyone's political games.. To Pam’s surprise, Josee shitted her tight little ass down the chair, which pushed her skirt up her thights, and then slowly Josee parted her lovely legs. Pam found herself stealing glances to look up her daughter’s dress. Joseee moved forward again, now spreading her firm tanned thighs wider apart. Pam, nearly gasped, she could now see her sweet young cunt pressed tightly against the pink crotch of a silky thong.In response, Pam moved her ass down her chair and spread her legs wide in one. She felt another nudge at her shoulder and forced her eyes open.“Mam’selle, Mam’selle,” she heard a man’s voice and felt him shake her by the shoulder one more time. “Mam’selle, my shift ends in fifteen minutes. Rolande asked me to give you a ride into town.”It was the man Rolande had pointed out as Phillipe. Behind him she could hear the men barking out their breakfast orders. She realized that dreams and reality had been juxtaposed.“You fell asleep right after Rolande left last night. “There. " I checked my watch. 8:35. The mall closed at 9."You should do me a favor and put my number in your phone?" I said with a cocky smile."You really are 13, aren't you?" she said with a smile that got me good. I almost couldn't handle the flirtiness."I guess so." and I hit her with a smile she'd never forget.Later that night as we were texting.Me: Hey ;)Her: Hey there.Me: Watcha up to baby?Her: Nothing. What bout you?Me: Laying down, hey uh.. Mind if I tell you something?After a while...Her: Ya?.