Worse than that, though, it was getting devilish difficult to ship merchandise through conventional channels. No flights from London naturally, the th...eat from the Luftwaffe was too great unless you could persuade a squadron or two of Hurricanes to provide an escort and Freddie knew that even his persuasive powers wouldn't stretch to that. There were the BOAC Dakota's and Albatrosses from Bristol but they were hardly a substitute for the sort of capability he use to have with the seaplanes. As. Collar open, and sleeves rolled up twice to your forearm. Dark blue pants. You look crisp for someone who worked all day long. Save for your hair, and your face. It's tired. But your eyes are still sharp, not moving and so are your lips. I watch you, torn with where exactly to focus. I want not to look away from your face, because I wish to catch you give away something, anything. But then, your left hand drop to my side, and my eyes follow that. You touch the side of my mid thigh and trace it. Uptight police officer and way toocurious. She came in to investigate us. But instead of findinganything on us, she found in herself that she had been wound too tightfor too long. She's now known as Vixen and she's the top-grossing poledancer at the Cheetah Club downtown."Another photo. A professional looking woman. "This is Christine. Shewas and continues to be our major benefactor. She came in skeptical butlooking at an investment. She said she wanted proof. So we introducedTTSS and. " What's with the whispering, Britt?" You have to go look at the guy talking to the girl who works here."Lisa was a little surprised by Brittany's behaviour but decided that anyone who got her this worked up was well worth checking out. She moved back into the next aisle, leaving Brittany where she was. As she came around the corner, she took a glance at him, but as his back was turned, all she could do was check out his ass, which she thought looked quite nice. She managed to get a look at.