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He nodded. “Yes Prime Minister.”Thorn nodded. “Good. You’ll have to find other units of the army if they can’t cope, but I’d prefer it if you used the Safety Patrols. Roland, do you have the numbers of those who are now combat trained?”Roland Child smiled slightly as he opened his folder. “Yes Prime Minister, we have nearly eight hundred fully trained as a light infantry, and nearly five hundred more as a form of motorised heavy infantry.”“Have the army handed over the vehicles you wanted?”“No Prime Minister. But don’t worry, we took the ones we wanted from the disbanded units.”“Enough?”Child frowned slightly. “No Prime Minister. Either previous governments consistently overstated the amounts of materiel the army had, or they have conveniently managed to lose a lot.”Thorn raised his eyebrows questioningly.“The only other possibility is that the army overstated its needs, and just took the money for other uses.”“The most likely being?”Child shrugged and looked at Evans. “Don’t know.. I didn’t get beaten by all three of our girlfriends, but I did get a very relaxing time with Sophie before she switched beds and joined Donna and Em. I went to the bathroom and washed myself before I went to bed. As soon as I lay down, Cindy plastered herself against me and I felt those precious little buds pressed against me.“Um ... Now that I’m sixteen and I’ve actually been kissed ... by a boy ... on the lips, it would probably be okay to kiss goodnight. You know?” she said, scooting up so her lips were right near my face. Well, yeah, I know. I wrapped both arms around her bare back and stroked from shoulder to waist as we kissed. I’m amazed at how sexy and sensual a kiss can be that isn’t even all tongue. Just having her lips softly pressed against mine while I held her naked body against my own was enough to take both our breath away.Then we settled and eventually, sleep claimed us.It was soft and silky, a hard little point in the center of my hand. I squeezed and sighed. So.
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