She was expecting me to shout at her. I didn’t; I went for the far more sinister approach. I whispered in her ear, so that none of the other girls...could hear: “Bad decision bitch!” and stepped away again. Almost immediately the defiance in her eyes turned to fear. Those 3 words had almost broken her spirit. But, the other girls needed to see the price of dissent first hand.Although unnecessary (her first kick out had drained all her energy) I decided to prolong the moment by securing the. He was a Colonel missing one hand and with a glass eye that had been in the midst of the later American involvement in North Africa and he was quite blunt in stressing that the American training methods did not properly prepare the troops for the lightning warfare practiced by the German “Desert Fox” and the British “Desert Rats” in an environment that generally lacked true cover or concealment in most instances. It was entirely unlike the rolling hills and wooded terrain of central Europe. I moved my legs to help him slide them down.He was been really rough with me which seemed to turn me on as my pussy was soaking wet. Bent over the counter he nudged his fat cock at my opening. “aarrgggg” I screamed as he thrust all his cock in with one go.“uurrgggg yes fuck me……. Ah yes, yeessss fuck my cunt harder, harder.”He fucked me harder and faster, roughly pulling one of my tits out of my top and squeezing my nipple.“Oh god….oh god yeessss fuck, fuck, fuck aarrrrrhhhhh” I couldn’t stop. " And she did. She was quiet and avoided me, but she was back and doing most of the work again. Thank God, I really don't think I could have stood being busy for another day.After work, we went to her car for a little girl talk."I'm glad you came to work today Paula. There was something I needed to tell you. I've missed having you around." I missed you too, Stacey."Paula was doing a good job at remaining in control. I was going to have to do something about that. I reached up under my skirt and.