How many have u seen she asked. I said “a lot” with hesitation. Seeing my concern she told, ” Its OK, u still have good marks in all subjects an... just make sure you do not over indulge”. ” So my boy has started to speak truth , and what is that u think of me?? Just beautiful??”. I didn’t answer. She came and sat right next to me and took my hand. There was a bulge right away and she noticed that. “That answers my question I guess, don’t it?”. I didn’t utter a word. She then asked “Am I sexy??”.. In hand-to-hand combat training Tweedledee had many opportunities to inflict great pain on his opponent of the day. Given any opening, he would wreck knees, crush balls, and gouge eyes – anything painful. To foster an appearance of ‘fairness’, he would sometimes leave openings that would result in injury to himself. Woe betide the private or rating or NCO who took the opening and inflicted pain. In the next session with Tweedledee, he or she, especially she, would pay dearly.Tweedledee was in. I did not know ... He could not think of nervousness. He was terribly afraid, he finally had something, if I wanted to, I could blow him out with one blow, I was older, taller and better built than he was.Gaby stood up and pulled up her panties and then tights. The frightened boy stood in my direction, looked as if he was expecting a blow in the stomach or chin at any moment. I glanced at Gaby, who was standing behind him, letting out a knowing eye. Mark, do not do anything to him, he did not. They sat down three tables from us, in the full sun, and promptly ordered pints of draft ale, full-sized British 20-ounce pints, not the much smaller American pints. Jeannine sat facing them, while I was angled slightly away.Three pints later, while we were eating lobster tails, Miss Pareo walked past our table towards the wash-room. I saw Jeannine looking surprised."Henri, is that a man in drag?" Jeannine has always been interested in TVs; after all, she is married to one.I looked at her.