" *** "So," Jo said as she set the tray holding her dinner selections on a table at the mall's food court the following Tuesday, "Joe told you that he...loves you. And, I presume that you returned the favor by telling him that you love him as much as he loves you?" Beth, providing a few more details as she did so, confirmed the fact that Jo's assertions were indeed correct. "Alright! So, after the two of you made these declarations of undying love for one another, what'ya talk about?" "Well,". " You mean..." Jackson started to ask one question then changed his mind, "Commo was that transmission from the Appalachia authenticated?" Yes Sir. I'm verifying it now," the communications rating said. "Sir it verifies, if it wasn't the Appalachia it was a very good imposter. Right down to the cipher anomalies." A little know quirk that all radios have very specific transmission properties."McGee, Preston, Wells lets take this to the conference room and discuss the implications. Lt. Dougherty. With the thought of Joe’s cock sliding into my hole I threw on some joggers and a vest and made my way to the kitchen, my irritation at Joe fading as dirty thoughts of him filled my head. My nipples, still sensitive from being played with just minutes before, rubbed lightly against the fabric covering them as my breasts bounced slightly without a bra, a persistent reminder of my need for sexual satisfaction. Joe wouldn’t catch my eye throughout dinner. We chatted and joked with our other. He was 45ish, over weight and balding. She was early 30s, nice figure and really pretty. How they ever got together was a mystery. I sat down and introductions all ‘round. His name was Dean and she was Amanda. We ordered drinks. She wanted wine and the first glass went down without touching the sides. The next one about the same. Was she nervous or not that into it? Hard to tell. She got up and went to the ladies room. This gave me the chance to talk. “Listen Dean, no offence but I am not bi” I.