“Washington, what is it?” Something had happened. “And why are you at attention?”“It is over, sir.”Chapter 1“Hogan,,, Colonel Hogan, yo... will of course accept my quarters as yours henceforth?”Commandant Klink was holding court.“I will have Sergeant Shultz move my belongings to the guest quarters.”“Wouldn’t hear of it, sir.”Hogan drew heavy on the cigar that Klink had offered him.“The guest quarters will suit me, sir. With your permission, of course.”The sharp crack of Klink’s jack boots. He decided to take a nice hot shower and take care of his rock hard cock. He was way too horny and he had to let Cathy settle down.“Hey s*s.” Tracy said when Cathy came into the kitchen. “Want something to eat?”“Yeah that sounds great.” She said. The girls made some food and kicked back in the living room and started to talk. Time passed and Paul never came back out after his shower so Cathy went to check on him. She found him passed out in bed. It was not that late but he was pretty. When I arrived home after work, one look at Connie wearing my wife’s house dress told me that something was wrong. Once again, I saw a vision of Breana, and this time she was mouthing ‘Don’t be mad. Don’t be mad.’ Over, and over again.I looked away from Breana and, when I looked back, I could see Connie and knew from her expression that something was wrong.“What is it?” I asked.She was choking back tears, as she started to explain, “I didn’t want to, but … but … but … that note … the note the. I caught a hint of the delicateblack lace edging her low-cut brassiere, and I admired the deep fleshycleavage formed by her bountiful bosoms. My buxom cousin tidied up hereyebrows first with a little brush, then opened a long skinny tube ofmascara.She held the tiny bristle brush dangerously close to her eye, thenblinked slowly and deliberately. I watched in amazement as her eyelashesgrew thicker, blacker and longer. It was like she was creating a prettyframe for her beautiful big brown eyes..