I have it all in the ledger, if you will just…’ Sir Colin knocked the book from Sir Glen’s hands as he leaned over the desk. ‘Where’s the pr...of?’ He asked. Glen stood up and leaned back in and said in a tight controlled voice. ‘I will not have you upend my conclave while you search for your wayward sheep -Sir- Colin. My word is my bond such that of all companions.’ Lord Xavier chuckled. ‘So there is some fight left in the legendary Sir Glen. Back away Sir Colin, but you owe him his proof Sir. So reckless was it that during the hour drive back, while navigating the darkened NH 4 Highway, he had twice sent a fresh stream of liquid lust flying through the air to land somewhere on his jeans. So reckless was it that upon his arrival home he had little time or interest in others as he rushed through the kitchen, giving his Mom just a brief chat and look, past the living room, extending only a wave and a warm but rushing “Hi Dad!” to his father.Having found his destination: his bed behind. I was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt. Then he started to remove his hand , i was relaxed. I thought there was some problem , so only he removed his hand, yes there was a problem . I then saw back , he was missing , in 3 seconds i can feel some one sitting near my seat , it was the same guy who enjoyed me from back.Now i can get a clear view of his face , he was looking smart, he smiled at me , asked me if i came alone.I replied “yes”.Then we turned to watch the movie, then he started touching my. I had been a part of a combined French/OSS Jedburgh operation to free an important leader of the Resistance whom the Gestapo had captured. Jacques Lorimar was as brave a man as I had met in my four hundred odd years on the earth, but even the bravest person had a breaking point and the Gestapo was superb at finding those. He carried the names of a number of agents and Resistance operatives in his head. We needed him out.In the days before night vision goggles and thermal imagery, if you wanted.