Then she pulled her other leg out, stood up, and lowered her miniskirt a little to get it back in place.I turned around to see my mother standing ther... watching us. Mom said, “Rachael I though I asked you to stop showing my son your pussy.”Rachael replied, “I didn’t show him my pussy. I showed him my panties or rather he looked at them. For quite a while I might add.”Mom looked down at my crotch then said, “Well, if you’re so proud of yourself then maybe you should fix his problem. The poor boy. And then there was one of the ROTC DI Sergeants, who if you were to see her when she was out of her uniform, you would never have believed that she could have been a Drill Instructor. She stood a bit over five foot ten, and probably weighed less than one-twenty, and was built like a super-model, and had the face of one. Although we were not supposed to fraternise, at least in the ROTC role; one of my regular girls was also ROTC, and it was through her that I got to know Staff Sergeant. Better to be sweaty andstinky than to endure that embarrassment.A paw patted the right side of his back. "Hiiiii!" Tiny's voice was allsunshine and rainbows, as the blonde-haired Tiny leaned down and rubbedat Jeffery's shoulders. "Hiiii, girlfriend!" With a squeak and a smile,he let his tail swish behind him. "I am just SO ready to go shopping,aren't you? I really need a boi's night out after this week!"Tiny's overture made Jeffrey's ears droop. "T-that's not funny, Tiny. I'mbarely comfortable. “Right?” Teresa said, and then giggled. “Do you think he’s hard?”“Teresa,” Gloria half-heartedly scolded as she looked away with her face burning.“Well, I mean if it isn’t then... Wow.”“Don’t just stare at it,” Gloria cautioned when she saw her niece was obviously gawking at the young man’s package.“How can you take your eyes off it?” she asked, though she did look away afterwards. “There’s a couple of other cute guys there. Let’s go talk to them.”“Good heavens, no. They’re half my age.”“So?.