As Cala sat down on the couch, her mind twisted and she spread her legs open, her skirt immediately showing off the tight white cotton thong she wore underneath, and how it flowed so easily down over her pussy mound and straight into her crack.  Next to her, Cassandra sat with her legs tightly together and her hands gripping at her knees nervously.  The red head peered at her squad mate and grinned.  "Come on Cass, you really can relax around here, he's just the CO."  Cassandra fretted, too shy to admit anything as he read her mind.  But Cala shifted over and shoved her face into the shy girl's face.  "Reelllaaxxxx…"<br/><br/>As Kestrel spoke, Cala's hand held unto Cassandra's knee and started to tug, trying to open her legs.  "W-wah, C-Cala!" she cried out, clearly not wanting to exploit herself in front of him.  She managed to get her leg open just enough that Kestrel could see the soft peach coloured panties underneath.  "P-please..." Cassandra begged.  Influenced in her mind and physically weakened by the kinky girl, Cassandra looked up at Kestrel and quickly nodded.  "Y-yes..."