”“I know, Honey. I’m proud of you. You did damned fine.”“Hey, Dad, I was talking with Val during lunch break and she didn’t have any plans...for the weekend yet. Can she stay over?”“Sure, I don’t see why not. I don’t want to miss out on our session coming Sunday, though, and I doubt you want to explain Val why we’re spending an hour in the barn while you scream blood and murder.”Jessica blushed, and said, “Eh, no. I don’t think so. Can we have that session today? It’s Friday and I’m not going. I kissed her deeply, then excused myself to take a leak.I took my time, wanting Lisa to get comfortable with Doug... and it sure worked! When I returned, Lisa and Doug were making out on the couch. He was sitting upright, while she straddled him, kissing him with her skirt fanned out across the couch. A flash of emotion went through me. It was part excitement, part pride (because I knew what wonderful kisses Lisa gave), part desire and finally there was a touch of fear. There was little time to. The deck is now in an uproar as people flee the area. They scream and shout and holler as chairs, food, drink, tables, and anything else that is in the way tumbles and falls.Randy swings again and just misses the boy as Luke ducks down. The punch is overcommitted and leaves him wide open. Luke pushes the pain away and goes in. He grabs Randy’s neck with both hands and jumps, landing a knee hard into his forehead. Randy’s knees buckle and his eyes rolls as they look at the boy with wonderment. In the mean time, I need to light a fire under Kimison and Rayburn's asses. This defenselessness in the face of an enemy is staring to chafe at my ass. As you remember I really can't tolerate that very long."Hartwell was nodding, he very well remembered as he was the one the commander had, had an issue with. Shuddering he asked, "Sir? It doesn't matter what ship?"Derrick's head snapped up as his eyes narrowed studying Hartwell's face. Nodding he stated, "I have a suggestion though I was going.