A day after Otto and Livia’s departure to Firenze I rode to Pisa.Lieutenants Eliot and Hughes were quite capable of being left in charge for a day o... two. In fact, when it came to the actual training I was surplus to requirements.As I rode along the Via Aurelia, my thoughts strayed to Otto and his lover, Livia. She was an olive skinned, sloe-eyed, raven-haired, beauty with a voluptuous figure, and I would wager a nature to match.I imagined Otto and she would be writhing in a sweating love knot. We held each others tits and Debbie went right to sucking each of my nipples. She nibbled and squeezed them til I was getting weak in the knees. I wanted to play wiht my pussy so bad, because I knew I was getting very wet in my jeans.I told Debbie that it was my turn to suck her, but she insisted that she wanted to play and touch my body. As we both undressed in the ibig open field, Debbie told me she was gay and that she has never had the real chance of taking care of another woman's needs.. Then I had an idea. A cheeky idea. It was mischievous and maybe even a little bit naughty. I giggled childishly just thinking about it.Should I do it? Could I do it? Was I brave enough? I sheepishly looked around. I was still alone. I then stood up slowly. I then nervously looked around. No-one was there.I was stalling. I was procrastinating. I was just stood there. Thinking about my crazy idea, over and over again in my head. It was insane! It was absolutely preposterous! I couldn’t possibly. He glancedover the yard to where the bitch-mistress, still clearly visible through thegathering gloom, stood by its post. He sat, and turned his head to look upat the metal chute far above him through which his delicious rewards wouldcome. But it was long past the time when the thin sound of the ultrasonic signaltold him to do the duty for which he'd be rewarded, Confused and unhappy, helay down again and wondered vaguely what to do. Half an hour later he rosewith an air of decision. Signal or.