The 3 foxgirls stood at attention, listening to there Mistress speak. Staring at her large teats in jealousy...and lust. ALl of them would love to take her place, to take her. But, each of them knew just how bad of an idea that was. Tamara prodded her own chest a bit, before hearing you mention the mission. Service girls and basic basic meant bad things for them. Blushing heavily over the LAST Mission.<br/><br/>As always, it was time for the sexy foxy contest. Each of them giving side glances at each other, all 3 wanting to be squad leader and 2nd to her Mistress...<br/><br/>Tamara smiled "Alright Mistress" whats this contest? She asked optimistically. The other two giving a look of fear, lust, and humilation for the upcoming game.