"My sensitivity, as you call it, is because I see myself as a manager, not a force commander. And, the proposal we are all looking at is a management ...roposal, even though it has implications for command and control of Special Ops forces." Well, I agree with that analysis," said General Khan. "So, let's get on with it."Terry began. "Sir, we are proposing a top-to-bottom change in the management concept of Special Ops forces. Having said that, these changes can be implemented in a phased manner,. ‘OK, hun,’ she said, squeezing Reema’s hand, ‘this is where you do me that favour, OK?’ ‘Huh?’ the dreamy girl replied. She felt her hands and fingers slicked down with a cold paste. Then the salon workers covered them in long, white strips. Reema looked to Cassie for some indication of what was happening. ‘Don’t worry,’ Cassie said, trying to distract Reema from the hair being ripped off her right forearm. Then the left. Then they did her legs… and even the little space between her eyebrows.. The wind was catching in her copper colored hair and throwing it about. She put her hand above her eyes as if she was straining to see me. I reached the small rusty iron fence that surrounds the graveyard. I leapt the fence with a bound and landed on my feet running. I looked back in her direction and she was gone. I woke up. It occurs to me that over the years I have entertained a hundred different dreams like that one. Sometimes they would plague me every time I would drift off to sleep. At. I felt her bite my labia at my tongues insertion and felt determined to make her cum on my face. My own orgasm was close as I thrust my hips harder and harder against her face, and I felt her begin to press backward on her knees, pushing her pussy deeper onto my tongue. We rocked rhythmically together entwined in a lesbian lovers tryst, enjoying the deep feelings of ecstasy together as the minutes went by. I started cumming, thrusting my hip upward, holding it still, taking in her lapping at me.