You're making an assumption—an assumption that can get your team killed."The Lieutenant will do his job, which is anything you tell him to do."Are y...u going to do your job, Waters?" Jeez, Top, take it easy. I was just..." It ain't 'Top, 'Sergeant; it's First Sergeant."The room was deadly quiet. Finally, Waters said, "I'll do my job, First Sergeant."I'd never seen this side of Franklin and was surprised, if not a bit scared. The gentle sarcasm and chiding which was the personality that I had. I hesitated at first but didnt think it would be a problem and thats when I felt it. The second he hugged me, I felt a HUGE bulge where his cock would be rub up against my thighs and pussy. I remember twitching then looking up at him and he just smiled. Stepping back Devon came up for a hug and before I wrapped my arms around him I felt two big hands on my ass. Shocked I didnt know how to react but still felt the same damn bulge as Aj only his was bigger! Ive never felt something like that. Her name was Lynn. Her uniform consisted of an off-white, knee-length dress, coffee-colored hose, and 2′ heels. As Lynn walked down the aisle checking to see whether everyone was seated properly, I couldn’t take my eyes off her dress that showed a hint of what she wore underneath. She must have not been wearing a slip because her white garter straps and dark stocking tops, as well as her panty lines showed through. The bumps of her garter tabs were quite visible against the smooth surface of. She realized that was what reminded her the most of Wesley. As she walked home, she daydreamed about what clothes Wesley would have picked for her if he was there. As her fantasies multiplied, the black thong she wore rubbed her tighter and tighter.It was six o’clock when she got home and since Wesley hadn’t called yet, Amaya was getting increasingly anxious. She tried to hide her anxiety from Helen but she didn’t need to put out the effort. Helen was too busy ogling the nice clothes Amaya had.