Jessica loved it, though she said nothing of the sort to Chelsea."Go change your uniform to an afternoon uniform and report back I wantyou to fix lunc...."Curtsy, "S 'am".Chelsea was relieved to be done cleaning shoes. Oh, he would havegladly done more had Madam asked him to but not having to continue wascertainly his preference. He kept twisting and turning his tonguetrying to re-hydrate it and shrink it from the size of a football (wellthat's how it felt anyway) down to a normal tongue.He soon. I was smiling at his excitement and he was smiling like a kid who had won a trophy as me. I asked him more about what he does to stay fit and he promptly replied being a swimmer in his early days helped and he still goes to the practice at the pool every weekend in the mornings. I got the name of the pool from him too by asking random questions and a plan started building up in my mind to tease him more. He left then promising to come home early in the evening to set up the gym.I walked towards. The line goes quiet when the attackers pull back to regroup.Granite takes time to inspect the line, then he pulls the flanks back more. All of the abandoned cover is mined. Two hundred and thirty-seven dead, four hundred and sixty-four fighting wounded in the line, with one hundred and twenty-eight seriously wounded in the aid station. Back at his fire-point he finds Private Chesway lying behind a light machine-gun with both legs in splints. He says, “Private, report to the aid station as you. “One to go!”“Overconfidence will be your undoing,” I grinned.“I only need to win one before you win three! I’m ahead 5-2!”“We’ll see,” I said.I eked out a victory on a very tricky shot to sink my last solid, and then another difficult shot to sink the eight, and was rewarded with Violet taking off her jeans, reveling red lace panties which were just translucent enough to reveal a patch of curly black pubic hair.“That’s better,” I grinned.“Uh-huh,” she replied. “Play!”We did and at the end, she.