"Jack, after all the shit we've been through, dealt with, lived through...I don't even think we could feel awkward with each other. I mean, fuck's sak... man, we've slept in the same bed on and off for years."Jack laughed, shrugging and nodding. "That's true, and I've seen your ass enough times."They both laughed this time, Aaron risking a look towards Jack. "I'm serious, J. The thought's crossed my mind...more than a few times." Aaron bit his lip, hoping the shadows would hide his flush, torn. So you'll even have been practicing on the same table. If you've had several perfect results in a row, you should be able to get at least one more when Prof's betting." Yeah. It'd certainly be a horrible shock if I've had a dozen perfect results, then get Prof's first bet wrong. It won't be because I'm too nervous, because I can control myself better than that. It'd be an external reason, and that'd be worrying. We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"Prof said, "Yes. Let me show you my. It mostly started with everyone choosing ?Truth.? The game began to get boring. Then, something happened that changed my life forever. It was Marcela?s turn. She turned to me and said ?John. Truth or dare?? In an attempt to shake things up, I chose dare. I had no idea what Marcela had in store for me.Apparently, Belinda told Marcela everything, including the slightly embarrassing fact that she liked to have me suck her toes. I have never had a foot fetish, but have always been a sucker. “How many patrols and where?” she asked after returning his salute and a short silence.“At least two patrols. One going east from here and the other going west. They would make a half circle to cover the north and south areas also,” he told her.“What size patrol?” she asked.“Two squads on each patrol,” he answered.“All right. When did you want to start?” she asked.“In an hour or so, if that would be acceptable,” he replied.“Yes, an hour will give us time to get the Eagles and Falcons in the air.