"I want to come in here and smile, compliment you on your attire and your hard work! Instead I have to chastise you over small insignificant details r...peatedly! Why can't we have a normal day without policy and regulations having to be recited?" he quipped. He knew this was not a normal situation for them, but in a moment of shame analytical thinking shuts down, and he knew her brain was dwelling over the embarrassment of the moment and picking up on the emotional cues of the conversation. It was a strange, kinky kind of sex.’ ‘You should have …’ ‘Of course I should have, but I just sat there watching and fingering. Thinking about it but unable to move.’ ‘Too bad.’ ‘Then this scene comes on the porn. It was bad eighties porn. Two women invited over some male strippers and they all got down. One of the stripper dudes goes into a bedroom where the younger sister of one of the women is hiding in the closet. She’s a real skinny chick, probably twenty something but with pigtails so. He could already deduce what purpose each one would serve, but rather than blurt it out in a stream of sarcastic and witty remarks, he would let Fury fill them all in on the plan. With hands planted firmly on the edge of the table, Fury leaned forward and let the glow of the holographic information before them illuminate his face in such a way like a flashlight under his face as he told a ghost story. ‘I’ve gathered you all here because we are facing a rather unique and original threat to our. “And I apologize for my behavior. As Coach so succinctly pointed out a few minutes ago when he performed a recto-craniotomy, perhaps I was letting my youth show.”“Recto what?” Mr. Bingham asked. I saw the principal’s eyes widen when he caught it.“Recto-craniotomy, it’s a polite way of saying something that’s not too polite,” I explained.“Ah,” he said, chuckling when he caught on. “One of your coach’s words?” he asked, barely able to stifle the mirth.“Nah, when a coach wants to make a point,.