Now, following the attack ships ... and ... it’s more or less away from Tafta.”“That’s a relief.”“Tell me about it,” Passavo exhaled.“...reparing breadcrumb sats.”“Yeah, FleetInt will want to know.”“And we’ll let them know the moment we know,” Grinna replied.The following work period I awoke with my head stuffed with new knowledge, all to do with Advanced Officer training. Nor as far as I could tell, much in the way of tactics, it was mostly logistics, of all things.In this I was corrected when I. I mean, definitely I intended to get my sister a present, but her birthday wasn't for another week and my cock was hard right then. "I missed lunch today. Why don't we grab a bite somewhere and then we'll look for the present."When she smiled and slid into the car, it confirmed my analysis. This cunt has no interest in buying anything for my sister; she's looking to get laid. So we can skip the charade. I'll get some food in her to keep her quiet, a few drinks to loosen her up and then I'll. .. but I haven't got a girlfriend ... I've never had one, actually, until now." Am I your girlfriend, then?" Jacqui asked, puzzled by this new concept."Oh, I hope so," Donald enthused eagerly, "I won't spank you again if you don't want and you can spank me as often as you like."This confused Jacqui; in her mind the spanking was proof that you cared for someone, and it was fun. Why was Donald trying to get out of spanking her if he wanted them to be boyfriend and girlfriend.Temporising, she. I don’t quite know how we’d all ended up in the kitchen, or how the door had shut firmly behind us. All I knew was that Mom was using her fake-nice voice to cross-examine Robbie and I couldn’t get a word in edgeways.“You work in the kitchen of a hotel?” Mom had morphed into condescension personified. Even Dad was mortified. He’d already pretended to check his watch seven times.“Yep. The Sky. I do desserts.” Robbie seemed oblivious to the disapproval in her voice. I wondered how much more.