We exchanged the usual pleasantries to see if there was interest enough to continue talking to each other. He seemed to be intrigued by my accent and ...sked me where I came from originally. Sweden, I told him.He shifted the conversation and asked if I was looking for some 'action'. If so there was just the right girl here he knew and he would love to introduce me to her. She is from Germany, he informed me."She is one hell of a girl. Almost petite, beautiful, shiny black hair, and eyes that can. Another shiver ran through his nerves as he realised how trapped he felt, in front of this mirror. With his hair all trussed up and his girlish hands ? they looked thinner? It must just have been the nails making them look longer - but still! His lip trembled, cracking the dried facemask. Darren, Lisa (the nail girl) and Veronica, a tall red head who had helped Darren with his hair, returned and quickly started back to work. He wasn't sure if he couldn't hear them for whispering, or the fact. She rarely noticed Paul or Jimmy and when she condescended to look their way made her contempt plain to see, which did nothing to douse the erotic dreams of either of them. Both longed to caress her long, silky blonde hair and gaze lovingly into her sky blue eyes as they kissed her moist, full lips while knowing they had more chance of winning the lottery than ever achieving such a lofty goal. Those same lips that were now engaged in a passionate embrace with the thickest, longest erection the. "There was a stir in the room that Judy didn't understand.The captain bounced to his feet like a jack-in-the-box puppet. "Am I being relieved? Why?" You are being returned to your company, Captain, where your men hold you in confidence. Confidence, Captain, flows downhill from a leader to his men. I asked you to do a very hard, a very difficult task; there is no shame in not being able to deal with it. Your experience is with cavalry: hard charges, dealing shocks to our enemies. Mortars are.