“Well here we are, I come around and lead you in!” Ricky got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side. “Ok out we get.”Paula eas...d her legs out then stood.Little did she know that she was realise that she was no more to blocks away from her own home? This was going to be a good turn for Ricky’s handicap friends; it was their club. Ricky had hired the hall for the evening; all had been prearranged, no one spoke as they entered the main doorway, as far as Paula was concerned they. It was so sexy sounding coming from her lips. Her inflection was that of a submissive woman offering herself to whatever I desired.Julie was sitting next to me as we shuttled over to the beach. Her hand on my thigh, leaning in close to me so our shoulders touched. Sandra was across from me and as we pulled up to the dock she leaned in and kissed me softly on my lips."Tonight then Sir?" Yes, tonight. I will pick you up around six. Wear something... light if you have anything like that out here.". It wasn't certain she'd be accepted, he said, but with his indorsement, and the ARCOM, plus the letters of commendation from the Border Patrol and from her chain-of-command in D-86th Signal, it was fairly likely. Her reenlistment – set for later this day – would help also.Sandy had hand-carried her 201 file and her associated pay records across the post, where she'd given them to a friendly-enough Department of the Army (DA) civilian.Getting a class date for 97G20 was moderately hard, she'd. " Amanda Thorne,Mistress of the house and owner of Petronella indicated a bulging folderon the coffee table."If you care to examine her file," she said, "you will see that sherequested every feature - and a few others that I rejected."The visitor reached for the folder, and pulled out a sheet at random. Itshowed a collection of X-rays, detailing a series of surgical proceduresupon the feet."Ah, yes. Petronella's feet. They look cute, don't they?" She indicatedthe maid, who blushed. "Tiny,.