<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">The Colonel turned in the slightest, doing a partial turn that showed off her usually hidden curves as she looked at Cole. He seemed overwhelming once more, and she found her shying away from the carnal sensuality that he let off. But she stood her ground and didn't blink at his posture or the sound of his voice. He enjoyed taunting her and making fun of her, it seemed. Like it was so rare to be a virgin and be a soldier. An indignant shade of red showed up on her pale cheeks as she went over her options. The only one she had left was to follow him and hope that he didn't hurt her. She could defend herself from physical attacks, but she had no defenses against his sexual prowess. She was pretty screwed, and she hoped that it wouldn't be literal. Even she knew that her ranking would mean nothing once she stepped inside that room. <br/>
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With a deep inhale, she stepped forward and took his hand, noting the roughness. Her palms were actually smooth despite all the work she did outside with the younger recruits and personal training. Moisturizer did wonders, she thought absently. She still had her long and graceful piano fingers, though her nails were blunt, like most of the female soldiers. She turned her head in the slightest to see Brad fingering himself, so caught up in it that he had no shame, just wanted to please himself and his lover. The sight stole her breath on a gasp as she couldn't help but stare and wonder what it was like to be touched so intimately. The thought made her both excited and slightly afraid.​</div></span>