Evan pulled into the mallparking lot at 11:57am, just a few minutes shy of his first shift.Evan quickly headed for the mall entrance, and was promptly...greeted byHidden Desire's owner as he entered the store."Hi, Evan," said Jacqueline Roman, in a warm tone, as she extended herhand and looked at him directly in the eyes. "Nice to see you again."Jacqueline (never Jackie) was an attractive woman who appeared to besomewhere in early to mid-forties with perfectly styled brown hair thatfell in loose. But the morning of August first was not about the women or the men who had been rather brutal. It was not about the heat or the mosquitoes. It was about the twenty-four sentries that were missing.The change of the guard found empty sentry posts. No sign of a struggle or fight was evident. The men and their weapons were simply gone.High alert was called and twelve scouts were dispatched to check out the surrounding area and report back.None returned. None even radioed in.The following night. I've longed formy own moment like that on many occasions, but I've never been able toachieve it- any time I feel myself sliding further into femininity- suchas our lunchtime discussions- I'm always 'snapped back' by the reminderthat I'm wearing trousers, that I have short hair... Or the reminderthat I'm not, and will never truly be, a girl.As always, I slide onto the passenger seat of dad's car just after 3pmwith a heavy sigh, though my mood improves when Cassie and Bryony climbonto the back. They didn't squabble, they didn't act overly competitive, they didn't seem to challenge him at all. It was almost like they knew better, like they could feel this man's dominance reign over all of them. The door opened revealing Mark and instantly she knew she was his, knew she was safe. He reached for her left hand, lifted it gently and kissed it hard while staring into her eyes. A surge of pleasure ripped through her hand, up her arm. His touch and kiss was like pleasure on fire. "Please,.