Kicked instantly into full alertness by her hunter’s instincts, she sat up and stared at the entrance. The skin-covering twitched aside and a figure...entered cupping a lit candle in her hands. It was the witch woman’s acolyte! Ankneela’s heart leapt - she had dreamed of this but never dared to actually hope. But she was also concerned - she had no idea what one woman would actually do with another.The acolyte shrugged out of her covering, and hung it next to Ankneela’s feather cloak. As always,. I must have done a million pushups that week, as I was held responsible for every fuck up, right along with the sad sack who did the deed. If Joe Shit the Rag man was late for KP, Corporal Jody ended up right beside him pushing Georgia. The cadre really enjoyed raking a new corporal over the coals.Army officers and NCOs, plus men from the other services, started arriving on Thursday of that week. That didn't mean much to me though, because until Sunday evening, I was still nominally in charge. "Yes, you do," I agreed.We arrived at her house and I waited in the car. She took longer than I expected, but when she did return she had changed. She was wearing a flattering blue mini dress with mocha pantyhose, the dress to short for stockings.I said, "Holy shit, now we have to go to my place so I can change."We drove to my place and I took in her bag. I looked in my closet and choose a white mini dress with a very flattering neckline. I put on a pair of white pantyhose as well. I headed. She looked careless and wild, like an African gypsy, and I loved her soft, full lips and coffee colored eyes. She had a sweet, high pitched voice too, with something like a Southern accent it seemed to me, and I loved her breathless laughter as she stroked her boyfriend's face and watched him service her beautiful cock."Keep sucking, pussy," Stacy grabbed my attention as she turned my face back to her erection and pushed it between my lips once more. "Just suck the head and jerk me off, we.