Michele Nyland and Rod Latham were sitting at a table in 6QDA compartment, otherwise known as Barrack Room Betty’s bar on board HMS Ark Royal. Ark R...yal was four hours out of Naples heading for South East Asia.“Yeah. I know, I know,” Rod capitulated.“He’s bad for business,” Polly chimed in.“The punters are scared of him,” Doris agreed.“He’s a pain in the arse; literally. I mean every time Michele takes Steve into the workroom he grabs me and fucks me senseless. He pays for it; but its revenge. Dan put some money in the pot to cover the three of us. They were bringing out large pizzas as fast as they could cook them and everybody was grabbing slices of whatever they wanted. I claimed a slice of Supreme and got a soda from the bar. Then I found a corner where I could nibble on my pizza and sip my soda and stay out of the way. Most people were standing up and milling around. A few people came up to me to talk about the game and my touchdown. At one point, I made the comment that if you. The flip side was we had four 30,000 gallon propane tanks that were now at 50% full. The system had used 60 thousand gallons. With quantity buying we had paid eighty one cents a gallon.For a cost of $49,000 to run the system 30 hours, granted we may have saved money by allowing the engineers to play more with the settings. But, and it was an important but, Atlantic 709 was on the ground safe and sound in part because Lorrie gave the order to heat it up.The other runway tarmac in front of the. For me.But I didn’t stand there staring out the window for another half-hour. And I didn’t order her to her knees to suck me off. I WAS interested in talking to her, tired of talking myself in circles. I figured I might as well talk HER in circles. Deep conversations with Kim were usually different from deep conversations with anyone else. They tended to be pretty one-sided in one direction or the other, Kim either lecturing me while I struggled to keep up, or me just rambling out my thoughts.