I wasn’t dressed in any fancy or formal suit. Just my usual ships coveralls with my eagles on the collar points. My name tag and rank were prominent...and easily seen. I walked to about 30 yards from the bow of the shuttle. I could see the pilot and co-pilot through the command deck portholes, and I could see that they saw me.After about 10 minutes, I was getting irritated and about to head back to flight. When a cargo hatch on the side of the shuttle opened up. Two squads of FN soldiers spilled. After we had been out and had a great meal, had a few drinks in a beach side bar, we wandered along the shore getting sand between our toes, when Carol lay down on the sand, lifted her dress ( no panties) and begged Jim to fuck her there and then. I kept watch as his magnificent tool ravaged her cunt hoping that some one would come along to witness my Boss fucking her on the beach, alas it didn't happen and after a rare fucking in the sand hills we went back to the unit. My prick was aching to. We decided to meet in a park where there were generally few people. As I was walking up to the bench where we chose to meet, I could see she was wearing a skirt that went down to her knees and a sexy blouse which showed off her round breasts and her nipples were hard and could be seen with ease. I sat next to her and we were both excited/nervous. This was just suppoed to be an introduction, but we both knew waht we wanted. I moved closer to her and she placed her hand on my leg very close to my. " It's called a thermometer," she said, "And she didn't stick it in your mouth. She rolled you on your side and stuck it in your butt hole."No way," I said, "I would know if that happened." Well it did, and I know it for a fact cause I was right here when she did it." What, you looked at my butt?" Yep, and it's a cute little butt you have there," Denise taunted. "Anyways, if you gotta pee I'm supposed to hand you this metal thing to pee in." Gross," I said, but since I had to go really bad, I.