She studiously looked up at their faces and reminded herself that as a lesbian men should be the same to her clothed or unclothed. There were three o...her women besides Charlotte based at the office. There was Peggy, the receptionist, who was adamant that she wasn’t a naturist but was nonetheless usually topless and, Charlotte was told, would frequently wear nothing at all in warm weather. There was Mildred, a late middle-aged women who had the cracked skin of years of sunbathing and droopy. The first dwarf, however, is unable to produce an erection.His depression is made worse by the fact that, from the next room, he hears his friend shouting out cries of, "Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!Here I come again! ONE, TWO, THREE ... UMPH!"This goes on for the whole hour.Later, back at the bar, the second dwarf asks the first, "How did it go?"The first mutters, "It was embarrassing. I just couldn't get an erection."The second dwarf. “Not right now, Tim,” replied Angie. “He’s only awake for short amounts of time. The morphine keeps putting him to sleep.”“Molly?” he said gently, turning to the older brunette. “May we come in?”She looked up at him, smiled weakly and nodded.He stepped back and opened the door. A very attractive woman in her early fifties sheepishly entered the room. Her long hair was a heavy mixture of blonde and silver streaks that flowed loosely about her shoulders. Even at her age she still had a body women. ‘You should consider bullet proof glass in those doors and windows. You are highly susceptible to sniper attack,’ she said. ‘So I need to worry about snipers, and fire bombers, great,’ Roger said. And the glass is coated to be reflective. Impossible to see through during the daylight hours. ‘You knew you are still vulnerable at night,’ she said. ‘Of course I do but so is the sniper. Anyway they are going to get me if they want to get me. I might want to take one or two with me though,’ he said..