"Just relax, Rick, you're gonna enjoy it," Sarah said as she zipped down my fly and they both worked my shorts down to my ankles."Now, the best part,"...Tracy said as the each grabbed a side of my briefs and tugged them repeatedly until they were also down around my ankles."Quit it! You better quit or I'll tell your mom," I threatened."Look, his dick is nice, Tracey," Sarah said as she took it in her hand and started rubbing around on it."What if I tell your mom what you two are doing, I can, you. .." It ain't 'Top, 'Sergeant; it's First Sergeant."The room was deadly quiet. Finally, Waters said, "I'll do my job, First Sergeant."I'd never seen this side of Franklin and was surprised, if not a bit scared. The gentle sarcasm and chiding which was the personality that I had seen was gone; in place was one tough soldier who wouldn't back down to anyone.His face relaxed and the tension in the room dissipated.The plan was meant to be simple. The two other sergeants would go over two nights. Her head swam with the sensations. A dream. Yet she could feel his heat as the perspiration beaded on her forehead — arousal and danger and the heat of July surging to her face. She felt the wetness of his mouth on hers, his tongue tracing over her teeth, slipping between her lips. His kissed her neck, and now he was suckling on her left nipple, pulling at it gently. She thought she was melting, lost forever to his touch. And at this moment, if he wanted this searing bud, she would give it to. She complimented me saying that I,with my tall slim figure and thin mustache, look very sexy. I could now sense that getting her on my bed was a matter of time now. One day I told her a fabricated – story of dreaming her. She asked me to elaborate how I saw her. I told her, ‘Both of us were in a beach. In a lonely corner, she sat beside me. I caught her hand.. Then I rested my hand on her shoulder.’ :then what happened, she asked chuckling.. I planted a kiss on your cheeks and you responded.