As it closed firmly behind him, she said, "He's not as bad as all that. I think it's just what he thinks people expect from generals." She paused a mo...ent and sighed. "It's a shame, but he really is quite good at what he does."I looked at her silently for a moment, then, when it was clear she wasn't going to continue, asked, "Which is what?"She looked back at me, then said, "It's a long story, Dear," as the door reopened and a soldier entered sheepishly, carrying a pair of regulation Air Force. "I'd love to," I whispered, "but I hope you'll return the favour!" Of course!" he said, "I've been dying to but didn't have the nerve!" We'd better be careful though — don't want to shock anyone!" I said and glanced around to check no-one was watching.Apart from Eric who was sat with a knowing grin across his face.Then I leaned across and pretended to whisper in his ear. What I actually did was to give it a little kiss as I quickly ran my fingers over first his crotch and then stuck my tongue. A few moments before, I had found myself on the verge of hysteria. Now I felt so comfortable I was almost drowsy."Are you still nervous about working with a female psychologist on this problem," she asked in a velvet voice."No. No, not at all," I replied. Actually, although I was calmer now, she still made me uneasy, sitting so close, bending towards me. It was an effort to not look up her dress or down her blouse's Vee-neckline. And she was still holding, stroking my hand."David, you're not. The combination of the luxurious décor and the passenger pampering rail-beds constructed for smoother travel made me anxious about the contrast between the rudimentary construction of the railroad line on points west of Salt Lake City, Utah and the superior quality of the construction on points east of the joining location in Promontory Summit. I knew it was a boon for the posteriors of female passengers although males tended to disregard such niceties unless they were afflicted with some sort.