." it was everything Sveta could say, understanding that her time had come. The two friends stepped in, and closed the door and locked the door behind...them. At that time she saw his friend for the first time. He was an old, short black man of 40+ years. He was fat with strong-looking legs and arms. She just couldn't believe that they came for her body. "Mike, what do you think about her?" grinning, the coach asked his friend boldly. "Man, you know she's surely a sweet treat!" the tall black man. Trainees, this is going to play havoc with your training but the camouflage will make us safer from detection so your combat services will not be needed, hopefully.TJ, Cedric, you cover for the Windsors, please.Thank you. Dismiss to quarters."Later in the mess, Clare murmured to Morg,"Put Haventer through the simulator before you inspect the machinery in E. We need to know."Dusty Miller had smiled benignly at Cadet Haventer as he strapped into the Link Trainer connected to the combat simulator. "Could be fun, but we forgot to pack the latex gloves," I grinned.It took me and my dirty little slut a few days to acclimatize to the Tunisian heat, but once we got stuck into the Duty Free Vodka, she decided it was time for an interrogation. I had popped out for some cola from the bar, and when I returned she was dressed up in a tight white blouse, strict make up, and a short black skirt.She threw the extra duty free fags at my chest, and demanded to know what else I had smuggled in. She. ”“Ignore my mom. She’s just giving you a hard time while pointing out why that technique works. It makes me wonder what I’m missing out on if I do this,” I explained to my girlfriend. “What do you think, Dad?”“You’ll still have a 9% ownership interest in the parent company. If the projections are even half of what she is proposing, 9% ten years in the future is worth more than 60% ownership of what we were projecting we’d have by that time in our wildest dreams. I also look at what she did by.