She loves weekends, most especially Sundays. But one requirement will make her favorite day very tiresome. ROTC... Reserved Officer Training Corps... Sunday 1-5 pm... That will be her week-mare since nursing students have been tasked to provide medical assistance during training time of ROTC... That gives her a tiresome Sunday every week... Can she ever love her Sundays again?
She is Amber, a slender lady with pale complexion. Although pale, but with her gloss, it makes her gorgeous and a real eye-catcher babe. She just arrived in the ROTC training venue with her skinny hipster Levi’s Jeans, white converse shoes, square medical bag and a white tight top. Her outfit matched her copper blond hair and her glossy lips.
“Medics Fall in!” a shout from the Brigade Commander made her run and be in formation with her fellow medical students. “Parade Rest!”. She scented the masculine perfume of her handsome battalion commander on military uniform speaking with authority. He is just awesome.
Before leaving the venue, she heard her battalion commander calling her, “Miss!”… “Yes, Sir?” she answered with a fast heart beat. He looked at her name plate few seconds and looked directly in her brown eyes. “Miss… Miss Amber.. Please don’t be late next time” Military discipline is strictly implemented by the Officers. “No Problem Sir, I’ll be right on time next Sunday” she answered with her lashes and smile. “Just call me Earl if no one’s listening” he said, clearing his throat. She smiled and nodded while fixing her hair making her look more gorgeous… “and Miss Amber, I was wondering if I could ask you for a ride”…”That sounds great”…
At her comfy bed, as she is staring at the ceiling and hugging her teddy, she realized, her plan worked. Dress up to conquer. She conquered not just a cadet, but a Brigade Commander of the Battalion. Her weekend will still be spectacular after all; and her Sundays? She will still love it as always.
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