"Get Major ... Oh, there you are Major," Whitworth said, as Major Bailey ran in. "Until further notice from me — personally — my base is under ful... lock-down. Nothing in or out until I get back. Nothing! And that includes all communications other than mine. You're in command until my return. Nobody ranks you. Do you understand?" Yes, Sir!" This sergeant will advise you," he said, pointing. "You will listen to his advice. Do I make myself clear?" Absolutely," Major Bailey said."Sergeant, you. ' You and Sarah, stare at each other, through the mirror, willing each other not to laugh.No! Not Tara, Sarah. Yes, I'm one hundred percent sure. What? Oh! You're welcome.Father Lou, as he let's the people he likes call him, is never more on than when he's just a little bit, off. "That's right I said it, Fornication is a fucking perversion. Now before you get all pissy with me, Let me surmise my surmisation. You seeee, fornication is what you'd call, fucking. Now, I'm not talking about. Her tits looked nice and firm (I’d guess at 32A’s) and we all cheered some more. This continued all the way to the end of the line until 22 tits and 22 nipples were on view to the cheering group of lads.Tsau then asked us all to help judge. We all cheered for our favourites and it was quite clear that it was either going to be Dee or Wendy, a 6ft blonde with huge tits that had obviously got a lot of silicone in as they were too bulbous. Despite this Wendy was announced the winner and we all. " Then she laughed again, to rub it in even further.The poor boys looked worried, especially because all of my girls didn't look the least bit worried. The boys (a.k.a. "the suckers") had a conference to decide on their shooting order. They decided to take my advice that I shoot last, and for them to go in skill order, starting with their least skilled.I was also amused by Logan's asking, "Can we change the order we shoot in whenever it's our turn?"I answered, "Sure," while my girls laughed.