Jodi was wearing her svelte dark blue wool suit.Berkeley's two friends talked him into undressing in front of the three of them."So Zoann can see what...you're really like," Jodi said, snickering playfully. Zoann looked Berkeley's naked body up and down. Her smile was broad and engaging and her eyes were shining. She was wearing a short black leather double-breasted sport coat, black lycra tights, and black slippers. She removed her jacket, looking Berkeley straight in the eyes, and she was. He repeated the strategy, breaking the enemies’ inertia by blocking with his shield and then stabbing while they were disoriented. The battle had ended and healing potions were used where needed. This certainly was an interesting environment for battle. Most of the monsters seen so far had hard outer shells, something Noah and his group had little experience in dealing with. Their group focused on attacking rather than endurance, as they were always fighting beasts that were as vulnerable as. Get some things straightened out." Wanted to roger me, you mean," the girl said quietly, hands in her lap, chest rising and falling quickly. Her skin was nearly translucent, and her cheeks glowed toward the crimson. She looked from man to man and then lowered her eyes after holding mine briefly. They were a wonderful color, like a winter sky. She had narrow shoulders and high cheekbones. My ballocks trembled."We're bespoken," the young man said, straightening his lacy cuffs, adjusting his wig. . officers ... are off my base, the better."The disdain present in his pronunciation of the word officers managed to make it a dirty word ... similar to fucking idiot or mentioning that we had only one locatable ancestor and she never married. We were careless children, unfit to grace his base with our presence.He sent us to the base psychiatrist ... who sent us back with the words, "They're pilots, fer chrissake, what did you expect." and, "They exhibit all the bravado expected of combat.