My first thought was: I have a lot of choices of men now that I can take home after my shift but unfortunately its against the bar policy and I really...like this Job, so I don’t do it. So a girl has to take care of herself! I masturbate! A fucking lot! And I love it! Not as much as I would love a good pounding by a huge cock but I love it and I do it a lot - every day when I come home from work! I started a whole collection of toys and my newest baby is giving me a lot of fun. It’s a little. The last shipment to arrive that day had pallets of concertina wire and sandbags on it.The Officers and Senior NCOs spent considerable time going over the manifests to check that everything was here and determining exactly where it was. Some of the items had to be separated into shipments for the different camps which required even more moving of material. Both Teams ate lunch in the Aviation units' mess hall. The 3rd Company brought out food for their people from the Army camp.By that evening. ”Jade looked at me for a minute before responding very slyly, “Well I shall have to try and misbehave today so that I deserve a good spanking.”“Why do you have to be bad, I can administer the punishment for future indiscretions put it on account if you like.”“No, no the punishment must fit the crime and I think I know exactly how to earn it.”I looked at her trying to think of some smart-arse retort, but nothing came to mind as all I could picture was her over my knee with her pert little arse. There was no particular schedule for the Friday evening meet and greet. Whenever the mood struck them, the couples wandered off to their first tutoring sessions. Roger’s pulsing penis decided the timing was right… as in, right now. ‘Take me to your lair, my dear enchantress.’ Rosalie knew just the lair she wanted and led Mr. B towards Coach Tutoring Suite No. 2. They gamboled along the hallways, his mind swimming in a stupor of incestuous lust. Past images cluttered his thoughts. He remembered.