Horny Soldier Girl's Lounge

HSG1489

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Like my colleague Iwasagoodgirl (GG) I now have my own lounge. Anyone who is welcome to visit and leave a message anytime. The fridge is stocked, there's coffee and tea as well.

If I'm not here look for me in the China Pearl Inn
 
Love a woman in uniform

I came across one of your posts and had to check you out. There is nothing sexier than a woman in uniform
 
I came across one of your posts and had to check you out. There is nothing sexier than a woman in uniform

You wouldn't say that if you saw me in battle dress covered in mud, sweat, and soaked to the skin lol. But welcomed me to my lounge.
 
Love a woman in (and out) of uniform

I've had the pleasure of serving with many nationalities during my time in the service. I do love a woman in uniform, the confidence, the commitment, and comradeship is a huge turn on. I loved spending time in Kuwait and Iraq with my British counterparts, they made my time there go by quickly. Enjoy your time in the service. It's a calling that many do not understand nor are they willing to commit to.
 
Thank you Jackal. I think working together with colleagues from other countries in difficult dangerous situations makes service life so invigorating. :kiss:
 
You wouldn't say that if you saw me in battle dress covered in mud, sweat, and soaked to the skin lol. But welcomed me to my lounge.

An ice cold, inky black rip in the fabric of reality appears in a shadowy corner of the lounge. Out of the inky blackness steps a strange form. His movements are silent, his large, furred, pointed ears moving about to catch the various conversations, ever alert, curious, and looking for danger. Light gleams on the cream and pale gray fur, broken up by black rosettes, that cover his body and forms his long, thick, plush tail when it appears, rarely, from beneath his concealing garb as he walks, but is absorbed by the male form's apparel, which seems to change and blend subtly with his surroundings. He is mostly humanoid in shape, with strong hints of a Snow Leopard. These hints are in the way he moves, his mannerisms, his slight muzzle, thick fur, tail, and ears.

He would commonly be known as a Snow Leopard anthromorph to people of certain circles. His garb is simple, sturdy, and made of variegated patches of color: all deep greens and greys, darkest blues, charcoal and matte black, which break up his outline significantly and magically adapt to his surroundings. Various blades are tucked here and there about his person, concealed but within easy reach. His clawed hands show the callouses of a lifelong knivesman. He speaks quietly, respectfully, to the lounge's owner.

"Just the two cents of a stray who hasn't been in these parts forever, formerly under different names, but... I think I must disagree. That is when a person can be at their most attractive. You're busting hump. You're working. Then is when the clothes would most cling. Who doesn't like a hot, wet, female? Especially one in uniform who is capable of earning the uniform? ... but, I am just a passing stranger who happened to overhear..."
 
An ice cold, inky black rip in the fabric of reality appears in a shadowy corner of the lounge. Out of the inky blackness steps a strange form. His movements are silent, his large, furred, pointed ears moving about to catch the various conversations, ever alert, curious, and looking for danger. Light gleams on the cream and pale gray fur, broken up by black rosettes, that cover his body and forms his long, thick, plush tail when it appears, rarely, from beneath his concealing garb as he walks, but is absorbed by the male form's apparel, which seems to change and blend subtly with his surroundings. He is mostly humanoid in shape, with strong hints of a Snow Leopard. These hints are in the way he moves, his mannerisms, his slight muzzle, thick fur, tail, and ears.

He would commonly be known as a Snow Leopard anthromorph to people of certain circles. His garb is simple, sturdy, and made of variegated patches of color: all deep greens and greys, darkest blues, charcoal and matte black, which break up his outline significantly and magically adapt to his surroundings. Various blades are tucked here and there about his person, concealed but within easy reach. His clawed hands show the callouses of a lifelong knivesman. He speaks quietly, respectfully, to the lounge's owner.

"Just the two cents of a stray who hasn't been in these parts forever, formerly under different names, but... I think I must disagree. That is when a person can be at their most attractive. You're busting hump. You're working. Then is when the clothes would most cling. Who doesn't like a hot, wet, female? Especially one in uniform who is capable of earning the uniform? ... but, I am just a passing stranger who happened to overhear..."

And you are always welcome in my lounge. I see you've met my good friend and colleague GG. She's a nurse while I'm an engineer. We're both 'tomboys' but we're both proud to be women.

My uniform gets greasy, dirty and often I'm covered in perspiration with my blonde hair tied back. But thank you for words. And Merry Christmas :cattail::rose:
 
I stand by my statement. Grease, dirt, sweat, and a ponytail on a workin woman can be far more attractive than a socialite in full makeup. It is, in part, what the mud, grease, and sweat represent that makes it so attractive. And they aren't just words. Merry Christmas. :)


And you are always welcome in my lounge. I see you've met my good friend and colleague GG. She's a nurse while I'm an engineer. We're both 'tomboys' but we're both proud to be women.

My uniform gets greasy, dirty and often I'm covered in perspiration with my blonde hair tied back. But thank you for words. And Merry Christmas :cattail::rose:
 
I stand by my statement. Grease, dirt, sweat, and a ponytail on a workin woman can be far more attractive than a socialite in full makeup. It is, in part, what the mud, grease, and sweat represent that makes it so attractive. And they aren't just words. Merry Christmas. :)

As a tomboy I prefer my working clothes anyway.
 
Like my colleague Iwasagoodgirl (GG) I now have my own lounge. Anyone who is welcome to visit and leave a message anytime. The fridge is stocked, there's coffee and tea as well.

If I'm not here look for me in the China Pearl Inn

WOW you are so great.realy turned me on with your story,made me stroke myself uuummm sure wished I could see your lovely tits.:devil:
 
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