Then she slipped from there gradually and with in a minute her head was on my thigh and her big breast was touching my elbow and some part of my thigh... while she was breathing I thought she was sleeping and didnt disturb her but my devil mind was saying to check her.. Whether she need some pleasure expecting some thing or not.If I touched her. She didnt react further with bit courage I Put my left hand on her left Hip.. Wow.. it was like velvet bed and I started moving my hands on her uncovered. Placing my hand on top of your dripping stomach, I kiss you once again on the mouth and you finally open your eyes. First you stare blankly at me like someone lost in an unfamiliar place and then all at once a whole new demeanour comes across your face. It is subtle but easily identifiable. It is a look of affection. I press my hands tight against your stomach once before sliding it slowly downward, fingers creeping in through the elastic of your pyjamas. Below it, hidden amid the darkness of. "Don't you know that I am planning an operation which would hopefully end this war? I can't just grant favors to anyone who won't play it straight with me. I want the real reason you wanting to be posted in Paris." Um, sir. I don't know if this is a good enough reason in your eyes but it makes perfect sense to me. I am not an asset to your staff. I don't contribute anything like the other officers..." Dammit Major, tell me the real reason you want tranferred out of my command," French pounded. " Trace, I can't wear this!" She was actually pleading. Another score, albeit a small one, Beth never pleadedfor anything!"Fine!" I was secretly thrilled, letting her off the hook now would make it easier to push her harder later. "Here, try this one. I was going to wear it later, but you can. But no more shit. You are under orders and no more whining."She took the bag and went back into the bathroom. She must not have had any heartburn, because I didn't hear anything. Then she stepped out and.