“Eeek!” she shrieked. I saw her clench her cheeks, or try to anyway. It had no effect at stopping the invader sliding into her rectum.“Whoa, cow...oy! Back up!” I said hurried, reaching for the tube.“Oh, God, I’m so sorry!” Brent said. He yanked the tube back in a rush before I could get to it. Fortunately, he still left the nozzle tip in and didn’t retract it fully.“It’s ok!” Jess croaked over her shoulder and I could hear her panting.“Just insert the tube far enough to ensure the water flows. “Mum, what on earth is going on?”“Mum, what have you done? Everyone’s talking about you!”“So angry, mum, you deserve everything you get! Tempted to spank you myself!”“Sarah, what on earth is going on? Jenny gave me a call and sounded most upset!”I didn’t get any further before I sensed Miss Bates’ presence. I looked up and saw she was walking purposefully towards me, her gorgeous, but extremely annoyed eyes locked onto my phone.‘Is that your phone I see you with, Mrs Lonsdale?’Shit!‘Um, yes,. I couldn't even imagine having a 42" shouldermeasurement for a suit when I was a guy. I wondered just how much of my 109lbs was boobs and butt. I was going to need some really good underwear.The prices were outrageous, but Kurt Walker told me that he'd be personallytaking care of us buying new wardrobes. He gave us a thousand dollars each.It was shockingly generous. I ordered three regular bras and one minimizerand then bought some "one size fits all" comfort bras that I could sleepin, but was. They also had to act as a security screen to prevent the Taliban, and their allies Al-Qaeda, led by Osama bin Laden, from finding out what we were doing, and then tying to disrupt the training.Once we had been issued uniforms (we all refused point blank to wear the issued US headgear, and chose to retain our berets), all bearing the 10th Mountain Division's flash, and with our names printed on our tunics, we were allowed to eat in the huge mess hall. The grub was excellent, although there was a.