Of course the TA is not the regular army, and I only spent one evening a week and a couple of weekends a month with them.I did some instructing, and h...ld the rank of a sergeant, and latterly the rank, and post, of Company Quartermaster Sergeant (CQMS), which was quite ironical when you think about it.In late August of 2002 I had accompanied the company to Otterburn for the annual 14 day Summer Camp as Acting Company Quartermaster Sergeant.That fortnight was something like the 'real' army, and I. She rubs herself slowly, luxuriating in the sensations rippling through her body. When was the last time I did something for myself?she sighed. She presses herself against a wall in the window display and slides down so that her buttocks touch the hardwood floor. Without her fingers leaving her clitoris, she spreads her legs wide and cries out as the previous tweak turns into an intensified jolt. She is so wet, now, that she is worried about leaving a mark on the floor. So what if I do, she. I completely understand your reluctance to tell me about Max. You were probably right about how I would have reacted. Now, I'm happy for you."After a few moments of silence, Aunt Sarah said, "Do you want to tell me about what happened yesterday?"JR told his mom what happened. My Dad supported him, telling Aunt Sarah JR wasn't in any trouble. After he told his story, my aunt just smiled."I hope you remember I was planning to come down for your swim meet, not because of what happened," Aunt Sarah. She continued to squeeze my titty and I did the same to her. I could see a flush on her face and felt the same on mine. With her other hand, she reached behind me and unfastened my bra, there I was standing in front of her with both titties exposed, my nipples were beginning to get hard. She ran her fingertip over them and I sighed. She then stepped away from me and removed her own bra. Even though I had seen her breasts before, today, I was seeing them in a totally new way. Both of us were.