"Sub-Decurion Samantha Redburn!" called out the voice of the NCO the Board had brought with them."SIR!" she cried, and winced as her voice squeaked. H...r foot slammed down as she came to Attention, and she marched in to face the inevitable.They had changed the board room: Three tables lined the far wall, behind which the Board sat, generals to her left, admirals to her right, and dux in the middle. Facing the Board, to her left sat the Colonel and his second-in-command Lieutenant-Colonel Chaz. I was not angry but there was something captivating about him and my heart fluttered, knowing he had taken my bait, I wanted to sexually excite him, and letting him look up to my panties as I sat in front facing him, was a step many women take to lure them into making a move, at least if anything, no one can accuse you of grooming, if the boy makes all the moves.Unlike the "Paperboy" story, this is about everyday realities we read about beautiful young women suddenly put in charge of pubescent. But, of course, I still kept the dildo thrusting ever so slowly, and lovingly too, so that wasn't compromised.We also had to kiss each other a whole lot more in that position as well. We were making love with intimacy; I knew the kissing got us loving each other a whole lot more. So, it seemed love-making was a central theme, but not the entire picture.We both worked up quite the sweats as well, but it was all still for the best reason imaginable. We didn't let anything annoying stop us, not. Sometimes I would take my mother's dirty panties out of the dirty clothes and sniff the crotch of them while jacking off. One day for some reason I got the idea to put on her panties and a bra. Apparently I had failed to close the blinds in one of the rooms and a neighbor, Patrick who was 17, was walking through our yard going to another house and saw me in her undies and playing with myself while wearing them. He didn't say anything then but later he called me over to his house. His parents.