Miss Champney handed me her foil, which I carefully put next to mine, out of our way, and then like a squire in some medieval tournament, I removed he... helmet and unbuckled her tunic. When she was free from the helmet she tossed her head once, shaking her short blonde bobbed hair back into place, but otherwise she stood as still and silent as a statue. Miss Champney’s breasts are nice but quite small, I rather think just A-cups, and she did not need to bother with sports bras – indeed, she had. .. yet.I started to breathe on the remaining oil on my finger, but then decided to add another drop to make sure there was enough to pleasantly revive my sleeping beauty. With another drop of cinnamon oil on my finger, I blew my warm carbon dioxide rich breath over it. In about thirty seconds, it became toasty warm and caused a slight tingling sensation in my fingertip’s sensory receptors.Now it was ready to be applied to her other sensitive and puffy body parts; her slightly protruding, thin. I had called her ahead of time, the Flag Commandant having quietly passed me her contact number along with his suggestion of the roses, and I booked her for the whole night, to include collecting her in person and escorting her to a night’s stay at the ‘Landing Station’, a hotel near the space port, which had exclusive luxury suites available, and boasted a restaurant whose chef was a celebrity known throughout the Lottis Sector, where the Imperial Naval Academy was based.If I thought we could. After a few drinks we all went up to our room, chatting about what we like and telling Keith what we had been up to with other people, This was Keith’s first time with another couple so he was embarrassed and a little shy,I said I would sit back in the chair while they got to know each other a little, they sat together on the couch, Pam stroked Keith’s thigh and flurted with him, kissing his hand and arm before kissing him on the lips, He didn’t take much encouragement after that, Pam pushed.