“Tom, take him to the BOQ, get him cleaned up. He’d cause even more rumors traipsing around base in blood-stained, prisoner’s overalls. Get him ...ome BDUs and boots, then bring him over to the club, no, that won’t work” he paused, thinking, and glanced at me again. “ ... shit, bring him to my house. Mary will feed him.”With that, the general, having done what he came to do, turned without a word and marched over to a sedan and got in the back seat.I watched, amused, as he drove off without a. “I’m close Em. There are tissues above you on the desk. Get a lot.” She wrapped a small hand at the base as she steadied herself and reached up and got the box.“Let me know when” she almost whispered. She removed the hand and I groaned. She looked at me. “Oh sorry, did you like my hand there?” Her other hand pulled a wad of tissue from the box.“Yes. Put it back. And move it up and down too please. Slow and firm Em.”She did as she was told. I could feel the pressure building as she did her first. ‘I move to your back and start to do your ribs, long slow strokes down the side of your body just caressing the side of your breasts as I do.’ You feel more liquid building up inside you and you start to squirm a little on the seat. The woman opposite glances up at you for a second or two then returns to her book. You want him to continue. He does. ‘Each time I pass them my fingers reach a little further under your chest until I am almost touching your nipples but not quite. You want me to. He firmly placed a hand on my exposed buttock and squeezed it hard drawing me in closer. After lots of kissing and massaging of my tits and ass, he told me to flip over on my stomach for a massage. I didn’t say anything I just did as I was told. As I laid there I could feel his body lingering over me in the air, shifting around from side to side on the bed. He leaned forward and pushed the back of my shirt up exposing my skin. He placed two hands on my bum and pushed my shorts up high to my.