YOU CAN CALL ME SIR
PART 18
   �Okay, campers!  Let�s move out!�  Jack said, already in a better mood than he�d been in what seemed a decade.
    �SG-1 you have a go,� General Hammond said over the loudspeaker, a little smile on his face, �Have fun.  We�ll expect to hear from you in a couple of days.�
    Jack stepped up the ramp behind the rest of his team.  He turned to face Hammond and threw him a cheeky salute.
    �No offense General, but don�t call us, we�ll call you!� Jack said with a grin as he did an about-face and stepped through the event horizon.
    �Just don�t do anything I wouldn�t do,� Hammond muttered under his breath, only heard by Lt. Graham Simmons, who was sitting at the dialing computer terminal.
    Graham just grinned, knowing full well that that was an order that would more than likely go unheeded.

    Now Sam stood in a little grove turning the package in her hands.  Overhead the sun was warm and the men splashed in the water, out of sight of her sanctuary. The place really was a paradise of sun and sand.  Her friends had just stripped off where they stood; they had dressed for the occasion, with their suits under their BDU�s.  They�d grinned at her when she�d firmly insisted that she would find a more secluded place to make her change. 
    Finding a little grove of trees that shielded her from the curious eyes of her teammates,  she pulled the suit out of the package and dressed, with a lot of nervousness.  What had she let Cass get her into?  But she was pleasantly surprised to find that she did indeed like the suit that Cass had picked out for her.
    The suit was an amazing color blue, it matched her eyes just enough to create a contrast.  It wasn�t too revealing, which was good.  It covered her butt well; she didn�t feel it would ride up at all.  And the top covered and supported her breasts, making them look a little fuller than they already were.  There was a little gauzy floral skirt that was totally transparent and did nothing to hide any part of her backside.
�What�s the point in this thing?� she asked no one in particular.

    She heard Daniel�s yelp cut off by a sudden splash.  She�d bet anything that Teal�c had ducked him yet again.  That would make five times in the last fifteen minutes.  Teal�c, for all that stoic politeness sure had a touch of the devil about him.
    She hoped that if she waited long enough, maybe Daniel would get sick of the torment and get out.  Then she�d have someone to talk to and she could stay covered up.  But that was not to be.
    �Carter!�  bellowed Jack, �Get your ass out here!�
    �But, sir--� she started, but was cut off.
    �Don�t �But, sir� me, Carter or I�ll come in there and pull you out myself, regardless of what you are or are not wearing!� he threatened.  His voice was getting closer as she heard him splashing out of the water.
    �Okay! Okay!� she cried, desperate to do this on her own terms, �But you all have to turn around!�
    �Jeez, Carter!  It�s not like we haven�t seen it all before!� he yelled.
    �Oh, yes, it is, sir,� she mumbled under her breath.  Louder, she said, �Just turn around or I�ll dig my heels in right here!�
    �Fine!� Jack yelled.
    Sam peeked out through the trees and saw that all three men were now turned toward the setting sun, facing away from her.  Daniel and Teal�c both stood in the water about ten feet from each other.  Jack stood half way between the edge of the water and the tent. 
    Sighing a deep breath of relief, she stepped out onto the soft, still warm sand.  She dug her toes into the sand, tensing every muscle from toe to head and then relaxed.  It�s just Daniel, Teal�c and Jack, right?  No biggie.  With another sigh, she stepped toward the water.  She�d almost made it to the water when she heard the gasp and then a low wolf whistle just behind her.
    �Holy shit,� she heard Jack say very softly.

    Jack didn�t know what to do.  He didn�t know where to look.  That suit � WOW!  He knew Sam had been dreading putting that thing on all day, but he couldn�t tell why!  It made him realize just how much of a woman Sam really was.  And what that did to his body!
    When she�d stepped out of the tent, he really hadn�t meant to peek, but hearing her �swishing� by had caught his attention.  Sam never �swished�.  He had caught the flutter of the thing that might be called a skirt out of the corner of his eye and had been drawn.
    Before he even realized it, he had whistled.  Sam turned on him so fast that she didn�t catch Daniel . . . and Teal�c turning around to catch a glimpse of her.  He hadn�t really, either.  Instead, he�d just seen it peripherally before he looked her over.
    �Sam, you look great,� he growled.  Boy did she ever!  Great enough to devour!
    Seeing fear and a little touch of frustration in her eyes, Jack visibly shook himself.  �
Whoa, boy!� he thought, �Not so intense!
    He tempered his gaze and repeated himself.
    �Really, Sam,� he said again, �You really do look great!�
    Her smile was worth every bit of waiting.  She threw him one of her patented million watt smiles and his heart nearly stopped.  They stared at each other, a thousand things unsaid.
    �Uh . . . Sam?� came Daniel�s call from the water, breaking the connection, �C-c-can I turn around now?  Or at least move? I-I-I�m freezing here.�
    Jack barked out a laugh and Sam chuckled.  Leave it to Daniel to be freezing on a tropical planet!
    �Yes, Daniel,� she said with a smile, �You can turn around and get dunked by Teal�c again.�
    And she laughed as loud as the rest of them when Teal�c did just that.
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