I asked Boston he could see my pretty panty line. We were kissing Boston for ages, while he stroked the panty line through my dress. I didn’t give a...y thought to you at all,’ I laughed. Boston’s cock was so fucking big. I pressed my lips against his crotch and placed soft delicate kisses on his shaft. I placed my nose under his encased balls and looked up with wide eyes. I sniffed his musty tights, as I caressed his thick shimmery thighs. I took Boston’s encased cock and wanked him into my. What can I do for you?" It's a tricky one, Sir. You didn't come to the Summer Ball, did you?" No?" Well, Sir, your having been on leave like me, you may not have picked up on the gossip if there is any but I have evidence that Charles Fitzmaurice doctored Victoria Collins's drink and I'd like to talk to you about it." Shit!" Yes, Sir. I've got the general's office to myself for an hour and wondered whether you'd care to come up and discuss the problem without interruption." I'll be right up,. .. after nineteen years in the Corps, he wasn't much better.(Crackerjack. A cheap prize from a box of popcorn.)Jonesy has been, variously, a private, a Sergeant, a Warrant, a Sergeant, a private, and nearly every possible rank in the Corps. Once upon a time he had a string of solid gold 'good conduct' stripes on his dress uniform ... once upon a time.Through no fault of his own (Just ask him.) Sergeant Jones had returned to base on foot, with a black eye and very bruised knuckles. He was chased. And knowing Iwas wearing some makeup certainly made me feel different.As we headed out to the mall, I realized that, while my outfit wassomewhat similar to the week before, everything was different this time.Because there was no bet, no reason for me to be dressing this way, evenif last time it was just an excuse. Of course, nothing is ever asspecial as the first time, but still, I felt wonderful, and a littlescared, to be going out like this with Mother.We got to the mall and headed to our.