This wasn’t more of his mind games, she wasn’t letting him win, he was beating her. Her loins burned and ached at the prospect. She might have bee... handicapped to the point of uselessness, but she had been convinced that his efforts would be futile. Even under such odd conditions there was no way that a human could have overcome a Borealan, it was impossible.Yet here she was, on her back, as malleable and overwhelmed as a youth who had just lost their first bout.The eight foot tall alien. O. in fact I considered him to be the worst Rupert (officer) I'd ever served under, he'd never seen action at all and I was sure that the medals he wore were for being first in the N.A.A.F.I. queue every morning. "With respect sir," I nearly choked on that, "I really don't give two fucks whether you like it or not, I'm leaving sir, I'm going, I'm gone." I saluted his adjutant, a veteran who'd lost an arm in the Falklands and got a wink in return, a smart about turn, something a British soldier. “Maybe it’s real, Bee. I never expected to find what I did with Sam. Maybe he’s your Sam. What kind of person would I be to stop you from finding out?”That made her eyes fill with tears. “I never meant to hurt you.”“It was my fault. I assumed you were serious about being my girlfriend.” The sad smile I gave her was answered with a hug.“I thought we were just foolin’ around. It wasn’t until I saw you with Sam that I realized what I’d lost.”I kissed her hair. “You’ll always be my best friend.”“I. "Mike wanted to. I went to bed. I left downstairs with a box of tissues. Was it any good?" "It was alright," replied Tracy non-commitally. "Has it converted you then?" "No, but Donna was up for it." "That was not what I said!" cried Donna, her pink cheeks matching her red hair. "Well, what were you saying?" asked Tracy. "I was just saying that its a bit different for women isn't it? Its not like being a gay man, where you're either gay or straight." "Or bisexual," interjected Erica. "Well,.