[cashewmanz]

Brandon gulped, both at the description of the process and the close contact with his commander. "Yes, ma'am! Thank you, ma'am!" He sounded off, hoping that he was up to the standards she needed. The optimist inside of him said that he was--why else would she have chosen him? But the other part of him still felt nervous and scared, worried that he'd under-perform. "Permission to speak, Colonel?"