"What do you mean?" she asked, losing a bit of her smile."I've been thinking about what your breasts look like since the first time you leaned over in...front of me. I've been dreaming of them. I want to see them."She looked around again and said, "If you've been imagining them for so long, you'll probably be disappointed." I doubt it," I said with an expectant smile.She smirked at me, put her hands behind her back, and wiggled around in that way that all girls seem to know how to do, pulling her. He waited patiently while all the villagers gathered and armed themselves, a smug smile on his scarred face as his horsemen squared off against the rag-tag mob once more.Milena pushed her way to the front of the crowd, the rage in her eyes was the first feeling she had felt beyond despair in over a week. The calmness in her voice betrayed that fire in her eyes as she asked the bandit leader why he was back.Cruvik told them of himself and his band, told them that the force he had brought with. Request Runway 27 Right.Unable.Approach, do you know the wind at six thousand is 270 at fifty?Yeah, I do, and if we could jack the airport up to fifty-five hundred you could have that runway. Expect 14 Right.Novice female military controller to US bomber leaving radar coverage, forgetting the correct terminology You are entering my dark areaUnknown pilot: WHOOPEE!And (another) hoary old chestnut: QANTAS pilot to copilot landing at Sydney, forgetting the cabin intercom was live:What I need now. I could only stare in wonder as she stood facing me with a warm inviting smile. She was waiting it seemed for some kind of approval. I didn't just approve I was captivated; she was dressed sexily in the currently fashionable short, and tight fitting black skirt. On top she wore a pink blouse with a white collar, while around her neck was a pearl necklace that highlighted a fair amount of cleavage. Plain black shoes and the matching jacket she carried over her arm set off the whole.