"Flashback – Ben – After his missionI sure as hell didn't like where this conversation headed since the last thing I wanted to try to explain was ...him' or my dreams - at least not to a fucking bird Colonel. For once it was great to see a bunch of reporters as they interrupted!One asked, "Sgt. Blaine how does it feel to be a hero again and to be compared to Rambo?"I teased them with my reply, "I didn't think I looked like Stallone, he's one ugly grunt."They all laughed and the reporter. He wasn't particularly coordinated. He wasn't particularly athletic. He wasn't particularly sports savvy. Jeff wasn't even particularly bigger than the rest of his peers. Jeff was a late middle pick in any draft for any sport because he was average enough to just scrape by above the truly bad at sports.Then he hit a growth spurt.Jeff went from 5'10" to a lanky 6'9" in one year. It was painful and awkward at first sure, but the benefits were soon evident. He excelled at sports without trying.. " I sat on the side of the bed in front of him with my legs parted slightly. I was still naked so he had a clear view of my pussy. "You are going on a shopping trip today and if you want to get back between my legs this weekend you need to get everything that I tell you to. Make sure you write this down so you don't forget anything. I want you to buy yourself 5 pairs of panties today, one for each day of the week next week. One is to be a cotton bikini with a retro print, one pair with an. “Mike, can we share the rules with Debbie now so we can see if she feels Jim will agree or not?” Cathy asked me.“Sure, do you have any before I start on mine?” I asked Cathy.“My only rule is there will be no sneaking around by any of us. I will let you know if I plan to hook up with Debbie without you and vice versa.”“Without me?” When do you plan to do this?”“I don’t, but if we get the urge at work, we might need to get each other off and you won’t be able to get there. I will text you when we.