I cursed my decision to turn Kaylee onto Saturday Night Live re-runs. I'd have to let her know that Billy Crystal was doing comedy, not doling out lif... advice. I pulled it on from the front as I'd done for years. I'd always been limber enough to fasten it in the back but, ironically, the kickboxing classes that were making me fit also made me stiff this morning. After twenty years of a routine, it was hard to adjust my front-first habit. I smiled. "Mind helping me on with my bra?" I spun my. "I'm not sure we can use that just yet," he said slowly. "Maybe when we know more about what the Sa'arm are doing right now." I nodded my agreement."I think I'll try and get hold of some battlefield reports. Debriefing reports from troops on the ground. Just to have a run through, get a feel for what the guys on the front line think," I said. "My dad used to be a lieutenant in the Royal Artillery, maybe he can help me weed out the wheat from the chaff. Give me an idea what might be useful and. Uhhh, we’re not supposed to do this, but would let me have your autograph?”“Sure, we have some photos over here if you’d like to have one autographed.”“I would love to have one ... but what I really wanted, was you to autograph our bras for us.”“Your bras? I’ve never autographed a bra before.”“Would you, though? Please?”I looked at Sherry and she was smiling. She had my guitar pick in her hand as she moved closer. With Joe and all our girls gathered around, Sherry told her, “You really need to. "As she turned, I helped her rearrange the pillows to form a valley where her breasts could nestle. I'm not sure of their size but they were impressive. I dripped the warm oil on her tanned shoulders, neck and back and began a firm massage that focused first on her neck, then both shoulders. She was almost purring with low moans. My pressing down hard on her back with the heels of my hands was making her more relaxed by the minute."That feels wonderful, Mark."I slowly continued working in.