Signed up for the ride-along for the next morning. The Bravo Company Commander tried to steer us to taking up space in a couple of Cougars – me and ...im and the EWO (Electronic Warfare Officer) in one, the CSM, his first sergeant and the medic in another. Told him that we would be in the Buffalo as it had the most space and was high enough up so I could see the ground and familiarize the CSM with our standard operating procedures and action drills as we rolled along.Brought along a case of. Master steps under the warm water as girl gets her hands allsoaped up and begins to wash him . Slowly taking care to get every inch ofher Masters body clean. When Master is all clean girl must get out and geta warm towel, letting her Master know that the towel is ready he steps outof the shower, allowing the girl to dry him completely. Now that Master iscompletely dry girl is allowed to get back into the shower and clean herselfand shave her cunt. Before being allowed to turn the shower off. This didn't bother me, since we were still in the very early stages of our blossoming relationship, but then she would lie about her activities, and the sexual history she provided me was terribly incomplete according to shared friends. I knew that she was lying to my face, and every time she told a blatant or even a possible lie, my cock would stir in my jeans. The more outrageous or obvious the lie, the more I would spring to life. My fetish, you see, is what I now recognize to be an. The quiet small market town had a strange feeling to it this morning, like the air itself was vibrating with anticipation. Some of the more sensitive villagers noted the tension, or wondered if they imagined a slightly unusual intensity in their neighbours' eyes, but most dismissed the phenomena as symptoms of excitement for the upcoming harvest.The three new arrivals definitely did not notice, as their minds were on a much more serious matter: budgeting. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern.