."Carol's mind was whirling with a dozen names and as many tips and commentsagain, as she found herself pulled towards an area to the right of a large...sland bar in the middle of a raised area at the back of the club. Downthree steps to the edge of the dance floor, negotiating their way aroundits perimeter, past the knees, feet and deposited glasses of the patronssitting on the steps rather than standing hovering near the many seatsaround various tables, of which there were many, all occupied.. "He shakes his head at his mother's protective attitude, he knows that neither of his sisters is the innocent angel she seems to imagine them to be but saying that would just start a fight. So, instead, he tramps back down the stairs collecting the dropped tapes as he went.He's assembled most of them in a neat stack when he notices one of them is lighter than the others. Puzzled he gives it a shake resulting in a loud rattle, there is something in there, he realizes.Prying it open he finds a. I doubt you'd be Masted for that."Lenore nodded. Article 15 of the Uniform Code of Military Justice allowed for non-judicial punishment of misdemeanors (Captain's Mast), and it would be a black mark on her record, but like the Chief, she judged the risk to be small. A small part of her wondered at his coarsened language, but she wrote it off as situational stress.Ten minutes later the small outboard motor chuffed to a stop, and Lenore and the Chief disembarked, back on the jetty."Okay, Chief.. “You can either eat that breakfast, or you can eat this one,” she said seductively. Wow. What a choice. I had two wonderful spreads in front of me and no idea on which one to pick. On one hand I had the biggest, best looking plate of food I've ever had in front of me. That crispy bacon, those fluffy pancakes, hot buttered eggs, and sausage cooked to perfection, but on the other hand I had the best, and by best I mean wettest, tightest, prettiest, and most delicious pussy I've ever tasted all.