Army guys. They aren't floors. They're decks."What's the difference?"I didn't have a quick answer, but the Admiral did. "What's the difference between...a Captain and a Major? A howitzer and a cannon? An APC and a tank? A cupola and a turret? You're on a ship. It's a deck."George stood up, saluted the Admiral, and said "Aye, aye, Admiral" before sitting again.All I could say was "You don't salute inside a building or ship unless you are covered. Don't they teach you Army guys anything?"Back to. ”“My eyes?”“And there’s a certain glow on your skin,” Karen said. “Are you seeing some man after all this time? If so, it’s damn well time you did. A new man can positively make a woman glow.”“Karen, you know better than that,” Sarah said, her voice shaky. “I don’t know any men, and I wouldn’t have one if I did.”“Oh, is that right?” Karen asked, arching her eyebrows. “And you seem so nervous about something. Hey, come on, this is big sister. What’s bothering you, Sarah?”“Nothing,” Sarah said,. The husband was a good 5.10 ft or so and was okayish. The wife was slightly shorter and a bit chubby(in a sexy way though) and curvy at the same time. She had a very sexy face and lipstick on.I went and said ‘Hi’ to the couple. The husband replied back saying ‘Hi’. But the wife immediately noticed my pants and the bulge in it due to the erection. She gave me a snarky smile and said ‘Hi’ after that. For a second there I was embarrassed. But I did not care as she seemed a bit into me.I showed. “Just in case you’re holding onto this false assumption, I’m just one of five in this band ... and to prove it, Miss Sammy Labatt, our redheaded rock goddess is going to sing, I Hate Myself for Lovin’ You. She wrote this, along with a former band member, but still a part-time saxophone player, Jennifer Rathje. Hope you enjoy it!”We were all sweating up a storm on the stage under the Hall’s hot stage lights by the time we finished our fifth song, Life in the Fast Lane. It was also nice to play.