"Good morning, Airman. I'm escorting three foreign nationals, they'll be in," Lenore consulted her notes on what to do from her brief conversation wit... USAF Major William "shucks, call me 'Bill'" Toler from the night before when she'd picked up the van, "building 1010." She slid her ID card and the ONI ID under the clip of the board where she'd signed entering, and the Airman took them into the gatehouse for a moment. He handed them back to her, and then he did something unexpected: he saluted. ? The heat radiating fromthem was intense and I cupped them and held them up for her inspection.? She looked down at her red nipples and stripedbreasts and looked into my eyes and thanked me and then begged me to take herdown and fuck her mercilessly. I untied the rope and led her by her bound wrists to a smallpile of dried twigs that happened to be piled by the creek and pushed her downto her knees and bent her over so that her breasts would rest on the twigs andsticks and they in turn would. I also knew some of the guys in Second Platoon and Headquarters Platoon. When you moved people around to cover the holes caused by combat losses, you did so at the lowest level possible. We all knew each other and trusted each other. New faces brought in from outside might not get that same level of trust and respect. It’s not something you wanted to chance in combat.At Third Platoon I was processed in quickly, and was introduced to Platoon Sergeant Levi, a Sergeant First Class. “Welcome,. “Chilling at the pool, having some beers, the usual” I texted back.“Awesome, talk to my folks, be there soon” he replied 5 minutes later. So with that in mind I got myself changed to my swimming suit so I could be ready before he arrived. "Not so bad” I thought as I contemplated myself in the mirror wearing only my swimming suit. I was a fairly ordinary 18 year old boy. I was about 6 feet, had black hair with round brown eyes. My face was fairly pleasant, if I do say so myself, and I had a.