Surely, he expects us to complain and struggle with the physical aspects of the class, not to say anything about having difficulty with the pulse rifl.... We can't learn to shoot the rifle here, but we can become familiar with it and we can certainly practice shooting .22 rifles on the indoor range, and continue to practice with our handguns. We don't expect to compare with a class of Alphas, but we want the Sergeant to know that we aren't a bunch of complaining women, either. Will you please. My pussy is on fire and the heat is radiating through my abdomen. My hips are responding in time urging him to stroke faster. I let out a big groan and feel the walls of my vagina pulse and squeeze his fingers so hard. Then I feel it, all the hot juice running down the crack of my ass. I reach under myself and feel my ass and confirm the mess I am making. “Oh crap I squirted there goes the sheets” I exclaim as I jump up to go retrieve a towel. He snickers and says “Towel time for your juicy. After a while, one of the guys I was with who was dressed as The Phantom, suggested we move out the shed in the backyard as her wanted to have a cigarette and said he had some booze in his shed fridge, he was clearly the owner of the house so I was more than happy to tag along and escape the crowd. Cherry saw us leaving and asked where we were off to and when the owner told her she asked if her and her twin Harley could come along to which he said yes. So there we were, two Harley Quinns, The. ”“I’d prefer we sell to someone who wasn’t competing with us for general support,” I said.“Does anyone have any objections?” Julia asked. “If not, I’ll get the ball rolling.”There were none, so the meeting ended and we left the conference room. Cindi followed me to my office.“Thanks,” she said.“You’re welcome. You did exactly what I had hoped you would do - find a way to make it work. You’re very good at what you do and I’m very glad to have you here.”“Oh, I’m very good all right!” she.