The final note was hilarious. It was from the Navy Department confirming her enrollment to the MIP for another year. Included was a booklet describing...compensation for various forms of dismemberment and death. Tracy started to laugh aloud; shaking so hard her breasts bounced up and down from the convulsions. Squeezing herself very hard, she looked around; her face became very serious. "Snap out of it, Trace, " she told herself. "You've never felt this uneasy about a mission. Why are you getting. Bill had enough fishing gear for three of us along with an ice chest full of cold beer. By the time we got the reservoir, it was starting to get dark. We found a spot and set up some chairs along the shore, got our poles ready and started fishing and drinking. Even though the sun has gone down, the temp was still well over 100 degrees. Bill and I were both wearing cutoff jeans and we took of our shirts. Olga complained that it wasn’t fair for us to go topless in the heat and she couldn’t. . ”“Don’t be too hard on yourself. I got you two together on purpose, because after your fight with Truda I wanted to prove a point. It’s not about how much bigger you are or how much stronger you are than your opponent that really matters; it’s about how much skill you have and how much heart you show that’s important. Sure, in both cases I took it to the extreme; in the real world you would never be matched up against either of them. Truda is a freak of nature; she’s just too big and strong to. It was a heady feeling.They looked at me and said "Strip!". God that was intense.I undressed, and felt Ian at my back, saying that I need to relax, and took my eyeglasses of and put a blindfold in their place. It was relaxing.Felt their hands caressing me and moving me in the position they wanted to. They lifted my hands above my head and tied them there with leather cuffs.Heard Richard laugh, and then felt his hands starting to tie rope around my torso in an complex pattern. He was the one.