Can you feel it? The slow, steady drag of air escaping from your parted lips, filling the expectant heavy atmosphere with the moisture of your desire....Can you feel the trembling of your skin and the fluttering of your eyelashes, as weighted by need they press down eager to caress your flesh? Can you taste the wetness pooling in your mouth as your tongue tip teases along the undulating ridge of exposed teeth before flicking further outwards to coat those soft lips in glistening saliva? Can you. As I tiptoed quietly out the door, I heard Tim once again loudly say, "You are the fucking worst whore that I've ever met!"Well, it wasn't a big stretch to say that I was quite unimpressed with Tim's bedroom manner, even if he was actually in the boys' room. Calling your girlfriend a "whore," especially in a public place, was not a way to keep a girlfriend. I wondered what kind of girl would take this sort of abuse from a guy.I walked upstairs to the other boys' room, and was finally able to. John didn't seem upset at all and just sat back, quizzing me verbally on a navigation item, then a routing issue, followed by a landing question. We were nearing the first airfield we were going to land at. This one was tricky, as there was restricted air space on each side of the corridor in and out of the field. The GPS makes it easy to make sure you're in the right place. I was a little miffed that I was waved off during approach and was requested to do a go around. This was difficult to do. Williams. Out."Our conference continued, of course. "Woomie, get a complete list of people on that ship, including crew and concubines. I don't want to order the execution of innocent people, but at the same time I want a statement made. These are the people directly responsible for the greatest tragedy in human history, and the only way to apologize for their crimes is to die. Don't let [Destroyer] pull a switch with some of their people."Having won that fight, Jack wanted to move on to the.