"The driver banged on the sliding window between the cab and the box, the corpsman opened it and the driver yelled, "We're under attack. Captain, plea...e man Ma Deuce."The Captain complained, "What the hell! You want me to open the top and fire the machine gun? There's no way in hell I can fit through that window to get in the back."Jack yelled an insult," Typical fucking officer, none of them can fucking fight!"Thank God this Humvee ambulance had some armor because rounds started rattling off. Once again, they had reserved a room at the Algonquin.The train was late. This was hardly unusual, and Paul was patient. He people-watched in the giant terminal, enjoying the beginnings of the Christmas season: people hurrying home to the suburbs on commuter trains; the arriving interstate passengers, being greeted by their Big City cousins.The Amtrak train, and the subsequent later-scheduled Amtrak arrivals from the south, were all late. Lois' train was now 75 minutes late. Laboriously, Paul. I've heard Julia tell you and all the other girls over and over again how the sky's the limit for anything I set out to do. When Julia suggested a couple of weeks ago that I look into buying a house, I'm sure Julia expected me to make a few million dollars for it. I overachieve at school and college, I overachieve at sports, at sex, and even at fighting. I overachieve at EVERYTHING, and you knew that. It was your fault that you didn't think about me overachieving at making money. I even know. ” “What about you?” I said, and I slipped my hand out of the back of her panties, and between her legs, to gently feel the crotch of her panties. It felt very moist, and I softly probed at her slit through the cotton material. Her pussy felt more slippery than usual, and I said, “You’re pretty wet, too.” Tina had a look on her face, like she was waiting for something to happen, or she was waiting for me to find something, but she said nothing to show what she was thinking. I started.