Either with the training command, (Witch she coulddefinitely live with.) or worse luck, the recruiting command.Trace learned how to walk. She learned ...ow to run; she did the work torecondition her body to the labor and effort of getting around andliving in gravity. At that point, she was certified to return home.When Sergeant First Class Trace Willard discharged from Walter ReedMedical center, she had a friend. S.F.C. Elisabeth Dobkin. SergeantDobkin had recovered from a very chancy belly wound. I go in the one next to it. Insert my money into the little coin machine and turn the shower on nice and warm. The water feels lovely after being soaked by the rain outside and I start lathering up. As my hands explore my slender hairless body, tracing the gentle curves of my thin waist and flat pelvis, I start feeling horny and my hands pay extra special attention to my small genitals. It isn’t long before my dick is erect and two inches long. I imagine what it would be like if some big naked. Stumbling into the break room, Rachel breathes a sigh of relief at its emptiness… for all intents and purposes it was far too early for a break since shes only been there about half an hour, but she could no more work today than she could forget about what happened for the last few days… finding the furthest, most remote chair in the room, she slumps into the corner and buries her face in her arms, shaking all over as she the memories overtake her and she relives her ordeal again in earnest…. At that stage I was a litle flattered but insisted i had to move on. He asked where I was going and said he might see me later. I never gave it another thought as I headed off.After plenty more drinking I was dancing and flirting more. On a slow dance I even let a guy caress my arse as well as a little snog at the end. It was starting to get late and I was quiet the worse for wear. I then noticed Tim at the bar and wondered how long he had been there? Had he seen me in full action? He came.