However, Chelsea had just spent the night and had left early that morning and I was still naked under the sheets. Having Sheri suddenly beside me whil... I was naked had my mind touring less innocent territory than the situation would normally lead me to visit. Other than throw my arm and leg over her, which I was just as likely to do while sharing the couch watching TV, I didn't do anything to push things beyond a platonic embrace. The way I felt though, if Sheri had started something, I don’t. Then a gust followed lifting my skirt and petticoats high intothe air exposing my girdle and gartered stockings! I felt the rush ofembarrassment as I quickly swished the skirt and petticoats back downthen continued my mincing walk back to the house. Shoulders back, hipsforward I concentrated as I clicked along on the stiletto heels. Thedress continued to swish and the petticoat continued to rustle. Mytight girdled "muff" forward, my nyloned thighs and calves zipping asthey rubbed against each. Still the man does not look up. He seems completely broken, so I search around for someone else to whom I may communicate. Presently a Corporal with the red cross of the Medical Corps on his arm approaches. Through Carpentier, I ask him what his needs are.He begs assistance with the wounded for they are overwhelmed. I have brought some wagons so I suggest we take all those able to travel back to Rungwa. The Corporal gratefully accepts our offer."Corporal, would you be so kind as to prevail upon. ?I was calling you, asshole. You got some pair of balls ignoring me.?He opened his mouth to respond? but??First, what the fuck you standing there for? Up above me like that?? As he scrambled to pass to a step below her she continued. ?I been calling you. When I call you, you better fuckin’ turn into a rocket.??But??He never finished. Her right arm flashed and she slapped him hard across the face. He wanted to tell her he’d been vacuuming. He’d been doing just what she’d ordered, and.