“Not if you deep throat him.” I cheerily concluded, and the look on her face said volumes. Obviously, she couldn’t, or didn’t know how to do i.... Having my catty moment of victory, I left her to her own cleaning, and made my way out, refreshed, and even a bit bolder, having stroked my own ego.Coming out, Ron was nowhere to be seen. I frowned thoughtfully, and more carefully looked around. Then I saw him, seated in a booth and in a conversation with some other men. All of them were dressed more. He admired her bravado in her choice of clothes too. Most big girls would have never come out of the house in the skimpy cut off jean shorts and low cut top with the back as bare as it was, and tied around her neck. The lower half was more modest, but it still made a man want to drool from the size of her breasts. And those skimpy shorts revealed long, well shaped legs that were as sun kissed as her face and arms. He especially liked the back view, her broad little ass was just right for a man. " I would still want her to get a GP, but at least it would be a start and I could talk to Spag about doing a complete physical rather than his usual work-up. "What do you think?" She just shrugged. "You're not interested?" "No." "Why not?" "I'm not going to see any doctors, okay? Can we please just drop this subject?" Something was way off here. "No, we can't. This is a serious issue, Lynda, why won't you do something about it? You'll have to see doctors and specifically an endocrinologist. We were estimating about 20 bad guys.Two-Feather suggested a silent approach and it was agreed as the best course of action. We used silenced weapons to drop the guards and walked into the base spreading out and clearing buildings and obstacles as we past them. The first build we cleared was empty as were the next three, the fourth had six females we kept under guard to ensure silence on their part.The next two buildings we were warned were supply points and were locked with alarms on them. Not.