Anweiler (Smiling Cal to the troops) was suspect. Commander Lee was one of the finest, most caring people I had ever met. Then I met his wife, and she...blew him away. He always volunteered for duty on the big Holidays, Christmas, Thanksgiving, and Fourth of July. All the family holidays. His wonderful, childless wife always made it a point to invite pure old common sailors, far from home, for one of the finest home-cooked meals most of us had ever tasted. So Commander Lee's advice was not off. "Rivers turned from the mirror, still buttoning his shirt. He looked atSam despairingly."Oh yes, that's right your girlfriend. Lenore right?" Yeah."Sam watched as Rivers patted some aftershave to his cheeks. He lookedback at Sam from the mirror."How's that working out for you? Did the Agency check go throughokay?" Well, ah..." Sam hesitated."Oh come on, don't tell me you didn't check her in! Come on, you knowthe rules."As an agent Sam was required to submit any new partner's details to. If you can get it up, your slate is clean. Give it a try, eh, old chap? One for the Gipper? Do it for the team?’ Charlie’s face bunched up in flexed concentration. Frank almost believed that Charlie could move matter with that look of concentration … but apparently he could not stiffen his penis. There was a light rapping at the door, then a couple moments later, a third man in a dark suit leaned his head in. ‘I have your other visitor, Mr. Watkins.’ ‘Excellent. Charlie, our little deal ceases. I notice that the front is flat andquickly lift the waistband to check up on George Jr. "Jesus," I say tomy pseudo-dick, "you look like you belong on a--" I stop myself before Icould get the word "toddler" out. Who knows what I'd do if I end up athree-year old. But that does give me an idea. I quickly get dressed in the first outfit on the pile, and head out thedoor, stumbling a bit in Ms. Melendez's one-inch heels.Class is class, and I leave there a little smarter than I went in. I'm.