If she wants to keep getting into the situations she can deal with them herself. The occasion in question was a works do for her bank, we arrived and ... went to the bar to get us some drinks. She was looking good in a short off the shoulder dress that was quite flowy and heels, no bra. As the night went on she was getting pretty tipsy and i could see her flirting with the men, especially a group of youngish blokes in one corner of the bar. She was with one of her female workmates so left it and. Shit, I forgot about him. I peeked out my bedroom door and saw him staring at my sister, sleeping on the couch in her underwear. As he took off his jacket and put down his bag, she woke up and smiled at him. They smoked a joint and slowly started to snuggle. Jealous couldn't even begin to describe how I felt. I was angry at him, hurt that she didn't want me, turned on by the fact that she had started to touch herself and sad that it wasn't me she was touching. She took out and immediately. ‘Good,’ said Major Adams. ‘We can finally give that bed to a real war hero instead of to a drunken, homeless bum. With him a dishonorably discharged traitor, I don’t know why he was even put here in the first place. Obviously some major fuckup from above. Process his paperwork and as soon as he’s able to walk, today, tomorrow, or in a week, get him the Hell out of my hospital,’ said the doctor walking away from his nurse. *** MadMadMadMaxine *** Only, getting rid of Johnny Mercer would not be. Her flat in London is convenient, but she can hardly see greenery from any window. It was early evening and we were just deciding what to eat when there was a knock at the door. We weren't expecting anyone but I went to see who it was.No sooner has I opened the door than a man in a ski-mask and balaclava-type hat shoved himself in and pointed a gun at me. He motioned me back inside and pushed the door closed with his surgically-gloved hand."What the fuck are you playing at?" I asked him, rather.