On the week ends i would either take other guys duty so they could go out or i would hang out in my room either reading military manuals or writing le...ters to my mom. This was my life style and i was labeled a barracks rat. I was pretty much a loner until one Monday when my life would change forever. As i said it was Monday i decided to walk across post for lunch at the burger bar i also had to go to the bank which on Monday was almost deserted. After lunch my bladder told me that i would have. She drew in a short breath which caught Craig's attention and he knew then that she was his to do with as he wished. "If you wish, I could take the envelope and then we could escape to the garden so you can relax before you leave," he said. Craig could tell that a weight fell off her shoulder as she took an envelope from her purse and handed it to him as she said, "Oh, thank you. I would love that." Craig took the envelope, opened it and glanced at the figure. His eyes widened a bit as he. Many of the waitresses wore their uniform warily and wearily. Compulsorily completely naked beneath their short-sleeved elongated, crimson, figure-hugging tee-shirt-cum-dresses, with nothing else allowed to be worn, bare legged, and wearing heelless tiptoe shoes on which they were constantly ballerinered atop their ballet-shoes' steel-capped squared-off toes, the compelling sight of the young girls Le Rosbif employed was now being enjoyed by businesswomen along the whole highway-chain of the. All I need is to know where are too.” He got ready to leave and with that slapped her ass and then left. She loved how it felt being slapped on her ass and couldn’t wait until this man returned. “Mama,” she called out, “ohhhhhh mama” she said again. Her mother, now dressed, walked out of another room. “Did you have a nice morning dear?” Her mother looked into Maxine’s eyes. Something was wrong. Something was not right about her daughter and Maxine mother knew it too. She’d heard of that look.