“My husband wants to be sure the squad consists of men with ten inch penises,” Mrs Melchett explained. “Send him to the garage,” Melchett suggested, “Suggest he tells CSM Jarvis to stand the men down while he takes Lucy to the pub.”
“George!” Mary protested, “That’s appalling!”
“Well, what else can we do?” he asked. Amateur porn “Better make it nine, she’ll never notice!” he suggested to a black look from Mary. “Right, special mission volunteers, trousers down,” and he added “Mary will check you with the tape measure, shirkers can leave now, we need ten inchers.” he added. Training and discipline are everything and in turn each soldier dropped his pants and allowed Mary to measure him as he stiffened at the gentle touch of her fingers against his ebony skin, “Two twenty millietres,” Mary measured, and “Two fifteen,” Melchett worried as ten inches equated to two fifty four millimeters and suddenly only three remained. “It’s what you asked for Lucy,” he said as he kissed her head, “Enjoy, carry on Sarn’t Major,” he added and wished them a “Good night,” as he turned on his heel and strode away, pausing only to lock the door again.
