My girlfriends were horny and even more aroused than myself…We grabbed our drinks and sat down at a table near the dance floor. After dancing for a ...hile, making sure I rubbed against a few guys and let them get a few glimpses of my barely hidden butt, I sat down for a break. But soon, one of the guys I had teasing on the dance floor approached me.He asked if he could join me and of course I accepted his nice company. The guy was quite hot and handsome; but he looked to be a gay…He introduced. She was wearing a black leather jacket with a tight blue patriots shirt and tight blue jeans. She was sweet, flirty, and very laid back. Talking about how she hadn't gotten any in quite awhile and that she was excited about just letting loose for a change. I was feeling a little flushed and tense, trying my best not to screw anything up. She must have noticed me being a tense fool and laid her hand on my thigh and told me I should relax, that we were here to have fun.We talked for quite. JJ could feel herself blush as she held the door open for the general and his aide, or guard."Can I help you General?" JJ asked. Then in a hushed voice she said, "I am glad you are here. I didn't know what else to do. Jim Bronson is in the kitchen."The tall, black haired general looked at JJ with those ice cold blue eyes for a moment. "I know he is here major. I wanted to talk to him and I have a couple of questions for you," General Branch said in a cold, hard voice."The best defense is a good. I swallow hard, without saying anything. “Loose the boots” he commanded, pretty convincingly. I start pulling on laces fast as I can. “Socks too, punk” Off come the socks, now Im just sitting there. “They stink “? He asked with a shit eatin grin. I answer pretty softly, “Ya--- probably” “Excellent” he responds, and then continues “stuff um”. He didn't elaborate, but I figured what he meant, so I stuff my sweet funky smelling socks into my mouth. Little did he know, that at least for that part,.