It was ok, looking back at her, the reflection was the same one she knew. With the small breasts, black hair and slim figure.Now she was honestly terr...fied. she was about to remove her pants and once again she repeated the mantra: “This is all a very bad dream, no way this is happening, just ignore it and it will go away!”And so, as slowly as she could, she removed her pants. She screamed again.“Shit! Fucking shit! It’s still fucking there! What the fuck is going on here?” It stroke her like. "You should have offered to brush it off for her." Why didn't I think of that?” Jason smacked his forehead. “Mind if I wipe this dirt off your incredible tit?" You might have chosen your words better, but it would've been worth asking."“Not sure ticket girl would have approved. She seems a little possessive, doesn't she?”Evan thought so, but before he could say anything, he heard the cars. "Here they come," he said, and pointed to the far side of the track by turn two. Twenty-four Modified. ”“That I may. This one will solve a few of your problems and cause others.”“What is it?”“You know how Greenpeace started their save the whale crap?”“They have started coming after us for using sonar.”“It’s because the high frequency that you use is harmful. You know yourself what it is like below decks when the active sonar is on.”The noise of the sonar is deafening, and most sailors either put on hearing protection or go to a deck that is above the waterline.“What is your solution?”“A lower. There are times my husband of almost forty years can't. Sometimes I can't figure myself out, " Gabrielle giggled."Exactly!" Murrows laughed, finding her humor uplifting."So you think that it's all a game they are playing." I'm not one hundred percent sure, but if I were a wagering man, I would bet the house that nothing is going to come of this. Both sides are prepared."The discussion lasted late into the night. Gabrielle apologized for keeping him so long. Admiral Murrows chuckled and said.