Miller, please.. He jerked his head back and slapped face. Sir..call me sir. Then he slapped my tits as his other hand pulled my jeans down to my feet... I was stunned, didnt know what to think. Hed slapped me and it hurt but when he slapped my tits they got harder, and I could feel my cunt getting wet it didnt make sense. This wasnt supposed to be happening. Once he had my pants down, one hand started rubbing my panties and he moaned aloud. Your fucking wet little girl. I was so ashamed I. It all came back to the need for funding. This wasn't something I was going to find a way out of, sitting here in these bleachers, but it would be something to ponder in the future.Ted, Ron, Marcus and a bunch of guys in uniforms tromped off into a conference room set up especially for their meeting. I went back to the hanger we had been assigned, and puttered around for what seemed like hours before Ted, Ron and Marcus entered the hanger. I took it as a very good sign that the three of them. Riley Fox simply didn’t have any family to bring. His only family was his sister, and they weren’t on the best of terms. He suggested getting a couple of the backup singers to assist, as long as he got to pick them out. Duckworth rolled his eyes at that and said he’d look into it. Montoya was a bigger problem. PFC Montoya might have been born in America, but his parents hadn’t been, and neither had his fiancée. He had already informed us that on his next leave home he was marrying his. Her body ached from the hours of sex, and she had no idea how long she’d been sleeping. As she struggled to a sitting position, strange sensations wracked her body and she opened her eyes.A choked sob escaped her lips as she took in the new situation she was in.She appeared to be in a barn of some sort, sitting on a hay-covered floor. Stacks of hay were piled in the corner, sunlight streaming in from a high window.She looked down, and found that she was still naked, and worse - her hands were.