Garcia's room

Not feeling like going to your room quite yet, you decide to check on your favorite, recently deflowred Latina soldier. You walk into the three bedroom apartment you gave to the three enlisted soldiers, and go into her room. She's lounging on her bed on her stomach, reading a book. She is wearing the rather unflattering PT uniform, a black T-shirt with 'Army' in yellow on the front and black shorts that have a tight, spandex inner layer and a loose, form disguising outer layer. Still, it'll take a lot more than loose shorts to completely hide an ass like hers. When she spots you, she drops her book and runs up to you, cocern evident on her face.

"Sir, you're alright! I heard what happened out there! I should have been there to protect you. I should have been stronger and worked through the pain, but you left that note and-" You cut off her babbling by placing a finger to her lips.

"Enough, Private. I'm fine. So is the rest of the team. That's all that matters. Now, can you help me get out of this," you say, bringing her attention to your dirty gear and clothes. She rushes into action, her small hands unbuckling your vest and helping you back into your regular clothes.

"You're sure you're alright, sir? Maybe Zhang should check you out."

"I'm fine."

"Okay. Well, what can I do to help? We can always have sex again, I feel so much better already!" Garcia even goes as far to bend over and start taking off her shorts.

You laugh and stop her. "Garcia, enough. I promise I'm fine. I actually came here to check up on you."

"Oh." She starts pulling her shorts back up. "That's very nice of you, sir."

"Mmm, on second thought, drop the shorts. Then tell me how you feel. And be honest, that's an order." With a giggle, she pulls her shorts off, revealing her delicious Latina booty once more, this time with a simple pair of white, cotton panties on. You lay down on her bed and motion for her to lay on top of you.

"I really do feel a lot better, sir. Still a little uncomfortable, but after a bath and a full night's sleep, I'll be ready to return to full duty tomorrow." You rest your hand on her ass as she talks. "It was so nice of you to give me a day off, sir. I needed it. And not just because of what happened last night."

"You're welcome. It makes me happy to hear that you're doing better. Now, let's talk about something else..." You chat with her, talking about things she liked to do, music she liked to listen to, and places she liked to visit. She kept trying to ask things about you, but you always managed to steer the conversation back to her. Talking with her is so pleasant, you almost lose track of time. "I need to get my shower and dinner. It wouldn't be very good for my guard to show up and me not be there, would it?"

Garcia looks dissapointed that you're leaving. "That makes sense, sir." She puts her shorts back on, even seeming a little dissapointed to not have you looking and touching her rear any more. "But we will do this again, right?" she asks, then adds a late, "sir."

You kiss her on the cheek. "I certainly plan on it." Bidding her farewell, you leave her room just as Mills enters the aprtment.