Over three hundred sailors and marines snapped to attention and saluted Wonder Angel. Linda waggled her wings at them as they began cheering. Then she...was gone with an air-pop.Kelly and Karen took the Posse on a trip deep inside Iran, to the facility being used by the Iranians to develop nuclear power. Ret had learned enough Farsi to understand what was being said, and what was being done. The Iranians were ignoring the treaty signed with the United States to stop developing a nuclear bomb.. I used that a lot ... fuel selector panel, canopy jettison switch, centerline bomb rack lock, center wing bomb release, canopy control release plunger, outboard wing bomb release, canopy control, canopy jettison test switch switch, gyro control switch, wing flap control, canopy jettison test light, throttle control and microphone switch, oil cooler door control, carburetor air switch, master exterior light switch, throttle static grip, supercharger control, landing gear safety control lock,. If you have more on your mind, we can talk about it later. Okay?"I could hardly believe her patronizing tone of voice, but I wasn't finished."Nothing is okay, Colleen. How about meeting me for lunch sometime during your four-hour break today. If we're going to salvage our marriage, we need to start talking now rather than later." Uh, I can't work you in today," she said. "It's not a good... what I mean is, I already have an appointment with someone."I noticed she had sort of fumbled with her. “Well, I can’t just make it go away” I said laughing.“Well, I have a confession to make, maybe it’s because of the wine we’re drinking and the fact your hard on is staring at me through those boxers and the fact that I haven’t been fucked for years but you know when we dance?” She said as she began to slur her words.“Yeah” I replied.“Well I could feel that thing poking me on the dance floor” she said.“Yeah, well I kind of figured you could” I said as I began to move closer to her. I moved.