”“Diane, seriously, when I realized it would look like sperm, I did get a little afraid, but I calmed myself down with what I think you psychologi...ts call self-talk. Oh! At the back of my mind, I had something of a flashback, but of something pleasant.”“What was it?”“The name of the last ice cream stand before you enter the National Park with the Little Big Horn.:“Huh?” An obvious professional response.“Custard’s Last Stand.” The room broke up.“Seriously, Candace ... if I can stop laughing .... She was fucking right."We like you Jenine," Laura said. "Always have, ever since the first day in your class."Stacey added, "You're smart and classy. I don't go after girls who don't meet those two criteria." Then she looked at Laura, which caused her girl to blush. "You need to get your shit together, and drop your dick." Girls," I spoke up, "my husband's not a bad sort. It's not his fault I'm queer." What the fuck does that have to do with a goddam thing? It isn't what we are talking about. I. Over and over, it had been drilled into me to keep the dialog going on actions and observations to capture as much data as possible.“Four-K to threshold. Angels one-mike,” Sam said. I had wondered why we used the “K” designator for kilometers, but called out “mike” for altitude. Evidently, “Angels” had been used for altitude in thousands of feet, so our pilots had taken the Angels as one thousand, but added “mike” to indicate meters instead of feet.I brought my focus back to my display.“Two-K,. Roughly he massagesyour breasts and pinches your nipples. Soon yournipples are hard, standing out defiantly from the restof your body. A slight moan involuntarily slips fromyour lips. Quickly you bite your bottom lip to preventanother from escaping.The man smiles, leans in and whispers in your ear,“Sounds like someone liked that.” He leans in evencloser and bites you gently on your neck. “Don’t worry.You can enjoy it, I won’t tell anyone.”One hand continues.