He stepped back, and I took in the amazing sight before me. His body was slim, he had short, dark hair; quite good looking, I must say. As my eyes wan...ered below his waist I could see he was wearing small, black nylon panties, trimmed with pink and white lace, barely concealing his cock. His legs were clad in the most gorgeous Pretty Polly lace topped black stockings, held up by a thin suspender belt, also black in colour and adorned in red lacy frills. I reached behind me and locked the. He was trained and experienced in tracking enemies through desert terrain, and by configuring the simulation to present a familiar landscape, had dramatically improved his ability to function in the virtual environment. Besides, being back in the desert kept him on his toes. Hastings' CTO, Bob, had obliged him with some very realistic graphics from the Iraqi desert and towns, including scenes from Baghdad.Of course, there were imperfections in the metaphor. Things that pre-existed the time of a. She was Diane's closest friend but we hadn't been formally introduced."It's so nice to meet you, Doug. Diane has told me a lot about you. I must say, she certainly picked a handsome husband." Thank you, Christie. I'm really going to have to pay attention to the introductions tonight. I don't know very many people here." Well, that's understandable. You've been busy with your new job and on the road too. How are you enjoying driving the bus?" Very much. It's something I always wanted to do but. .. ', I told her as I closed the hatch. 'I'm terrified of the Court Martial when we land'Tara snorted. 'Well I can't help you with that''Tara please', I pleaded with her. 'You've been growing up around the Navy for years. What's going to happen? I want to be out here rather than in prison or getting hanged. I like it out here and I like you and the Captain and everyone. What do I need to do to make them let me stay?'Tara shook her head. 'You are a twat aren't you?''I know I shouldn't have come.