"What are you laughing at Corporal Cumberpatch?", - definitely Nina. That made it worse. Now I was all-out laughing, my whole body shaking. I could he...r Ben start to laugh, then both girls.For a good minute, we all laughed hysterically. "Oh god", I eventually groaned, "Imagine the CO walking in now!". That was enough to set everyone off again."What was cold Ben?", I finally asked."I suspect you're about to find out".Silence.Something bitingly cold dribbled onto my lower back, "Jesus fucking. I will be waiting for you."*****I stopped breathing, and my heart skipped a bit when I noticed thefamiliar figure of Andrey walking casually down the road. The mix ofemotions flooded my mind. Relieve, because he is not ill or something.Anger, why he didn't come? But above all confusion.I followed him trembling, not sure what I'm going to do or say when hesuddenly stopped. A slim girl comes to him, and they kissed. He saidsomething and the girl laughed. They started to walk hand in. He stopped in some nearby woods on the way home where he asked me to show him my stockings, I pulled my skirt up and he told me touch myself. I got very lubricated then he told me to strip down and show off for him out of the car. I strutted around before resting my hands on the bonnet of the car and pushing my rear out towards him, he soon slid the tip of his cock into me, fucking me slowly over the front of the car. I asked him if he's shown the pics he took to anyone. "You'd like that" he. He sympathized, he listened intently, he did the dirty jobs; the running, fetching and toting. He did it all and gloried in the fact that none of them knew.And then he listened to that fat ass of a Sheriff speak for all of five minutes. Some kind of blah, blah, blah about how they were doing everything in their power to make their county safe from this degenerate. How he personally was setting up a task force and had brought in a FBI profiler. Five fucking minutes. Even that profiler hadn't.