Now Angie began to climb up Annie’s body delivering delicate kisses as she went until their lips met and they locked together as each sought to outd... the other with the sucking of each other’s tongues. The next forty five minutes were a blur to both women as they drove each other towards orgasm’s that for some reason just would not break and their more intense feelings escalated their passions even further.Finally Annie managed to roll Angie on to her back and slid her hand between those firm. She glared daggers at Han Solo, the man who got her so worked up with his immature tauntings. Everything about her screamed anger, her posture tense and awkward with a barely controlled temper as her fists clenched and unclenched. She was just as disturbed by how angry Han was making her as to how much she had -let- him upset her.Han, for his part, took a few steps away from the incensed Princess before responding."Who's scruffy looking?" he replied, doing his best to look hurt by the angry. For the girls, this is usually a form fitting button up "Western" shirt and some kind of dress pants, or more usually for the older girls, tight jeans. Not something you wanna watch as a horny teen boy. After this, Emily had a practice for her Barrel riding show the next day. Which is a timed run on a horse into the arena around 3 barrels and back out again. Fastest time without moving the barrels is the winner. After all of this, we were all hanging out in the horse barn again. Now, the horse. Clark, more than I would expect from simple ROTC training. Notice the small smile of satisfaction, Sergeant. He has a right to be proud of his associates. They had to have planned for this contingency. I'll bet Clark can detail chapter and verse about who was contacted from that room, and where they can be expected to converge in what, another two or three hours? Observe and learn, Sergeant. Lt. Clark, the floor is yours." There was no subversion or disrespect intended by any of us, sir." Clark.