Dressed in a black skirt suit, black stockings and heels, I walked past the security guard and could sense he was watching me walk towards the lift. I...turned and caught his glance as I waited for the lift to my office. Looking at my watch, I knew I had plenty of time to have some time to myself and this very thought was turning me on so much. The lift came, I stepped in and felt excited at what was to come. The office was quiet and the blinds closed. I walked over to my desk and placed my bag. ”We provisioned at Campbell Bay and headed for Diego Garcia. There were seventeen catamarans spread out over 16 square miles of Indian Ocean, all anticipating our rendezvous with an American destroyer, DDG-64. After they finished a training rotation, the ship would be returning to Rota, through the Suez Canal and thence to Spain. Somali pirates were at the height of their forays. Either we made the rendezvous on time or go around the Cape of Good Hope, an additional distance of several thousand. As she’s texting she tells me to kiss her feet. Let me tell you something about her feet. Yes women’s feet in general are beautiful because they are so delicate and soft but her feet are perfect. All she is missing is that high arch but they are light skinned and tiny. They could fit in your hands which makes them that cute; where u wanna hold and touch them all the time. And her toes are prefect. No nasty corns, bunions, misshaped, nothing! They are tiny and cute too but not. I would have invited Carmen into the shower but I had to work this morning. Jesus Christ. Last night had been nearly mind destroying. I got dressed in yesterday's clothes and kissed Sara goodbye. Carmen walked me out."So what's your plan for today?" I asked her as we walked down the stairs. She wasn't quite so perfect as last night but she was still quite beautiful. She was wearing her red dress and stockings again. Sara was too short and slight for them to share clothes. Somehow their shoes.