"I-, umm, I..." Yeah," Jamie sighed. "Stu- ugh. Look, the Angels are pretty much ontheir last legs, Charlotte hates me, Jonathan hates me and he'll be...incharge of the agency for the foreseeable future... Spencer and Hall haveoffered me more fame, more money... I'd be stupid not to at least hearthem out." Well, obviously, I'll support you no matter what you choose," Stuartsaid. "I- no, I'm not going to say 'I wish you'd spoken to me first', Idon't want to be THAT type of man." Thank you," Jamie. I remember Harrison Mark’s magazines had nudity, but anything below the belt was airbrushed out (we’re talking women of course), and for years I thought that was what women looked like. Not that I looked at that sort of porn, but I had to pretend to like it – “warrh, get a load of her” etc etc – when the blokes at school passed this stuff round. You didn’t have Page 3, there wasn’t nudity on TV or in films, so you might think ‘what awful times’. The saving grace for me was that I didn’t need to. If I were her, I’d go for a man who wasn’t afraid to show off his muscles, his chest-hair ... a man who knew he was a man, and showed it off at any opportunity. And I’d want to know if he found me sexy ... maybe if he wore tight pants for his cock to strain against when he got hard, just waiting for me to drop to my knees in front of him and free it, take it into my mouth and show him how much I appreciated him... Duncan stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes, lost in a reverie. When. " That's an order, Captain!" he yelled after the rapidly departing officer.Captain Archer did a double take. He had come to say good bye to his First Officer. When T'Pol arrived at the airlock she was accompanied by the ship's Chief Engineer."You packed so much stuff that you needed Trip to help carrying it?" Archer asked with a chuckle."Uh... , that's my bag, Cap'n," Trip answered."You go together?" Archer asked wide-eyed."Yes, Captain. I invited Commander Tucker to come with me. He often said.