“Go ahead, show her what she’s done.” she ordered.“What?” James replied in awe, “You can’t be serious!” amazed at the dominate side of...his wife. She’d gotten more aggressive since he’d known her over the past year. When he first met her, she just had inherited the fortune from her father. Now, she ruled her empire with a stern hand instead of the haphazard state he met her in.“She needs to realize her actions have consequences. Now get that monster out here so she can see what she’s caused.”. It was usual practice to spend an evening in the NAAFI canteen drinking beer, aka Naafi sludge, then on closure at 10pm slope off to the local village of Teveren to visit Annalise’s Bar. Here we drank the very cheap whiskey, brandy, and gin on offer until passing out under the tables, at which point Annalise called time, or else Annalise fell asleep at the bar and her one legged father called time.When I tell you the name of the local brand of whiskey was ‘Rock and Roll’ you can probably guess. "Shhh," Mike said softly. "It's just the nurse checking on you."He put his small white hand on Craig's dark chest and eased him back onto the bed. The football player's chest was like a steel banded barrel. The sheet had been tossed aside when he jerked upward, leaving Craig covered by only a tiny pair of bikini briefs.Continuing his role as concerned nurse, Mike checked the bandages around his knee, trying hard not to stare at the large bulge in his briefs."I ... I was having a dream..." Craig. Instinctively, Donna knew that her parents were making love. She had never witnessed their amours in the past but this time she was going to look in on them. Gerald had taught her a lot about sex but there was no reason to assume that he knew everything. It could be most instructive to see her parents in action.Curiosity had always been Donna's modus vivendi. Scared of the rest of the world, she had kept her observations in the family. It stood to reason that she would be the same way about.