<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/cl2-1.jpg)</div><br/>Listening to the Gunnery Sergeant yelling at the buxom young woman down the row from her, Nerys silently made slight corrections to her own stance so that she wouldn't become the man's next target. Standing as straight as she was, she was (for perhaps the first time in her life) grateful that she didn't have large breasts. Her own were well shaped and perky but small enough that she could easily go without a bra without worrying about it at the same time. Before she had always wished they were a bit bigger, now, thrusting her chest forward, she was glad they weren't.<br/><br/>"Sir, yes Sir!" she yelled with everyone else when asked if they understood their first set of instructions while not daring to look around to see if the Gunny's gaze had fallen on her for doing something wrong, and silently praying it wouldn't.