I had just enough time to prepare another chaff rocket and fire it before they got into striking range. Then I nosed the Sparrow Hawk down and to the ...ide. The first missile went for the chaff but the second one didn't. The missile shot past the blast area of the first missile and then it swung about and it locked onto my tail. I cursed and tried to shake it off but the blasted thing just kept on coming. Luckily I had one more trick up my sleeve and I didn't hesitate using it. I quickly prepped. What about that?" Oh mom, one of the guns was loaded with blanks, and the reporter was exaggerating about the girlfriend. Connie works at the lodge here with me, she is a friend, but not a girlfriend mom."Just then Mallory made her presence known by crying out for more food. When she was being fed you delayed in the feeding at the peril of your hearing. She required your total attention until she was full, not a little bit here and there, your total attention and nothing less."Ken, what was. A lot of cleaning up of that toilet was needed then. Every time I visited that office, it was lovely to let Miss Sally see me going boss-eyed as I gawped at Miss Lynn in Her top. I loved to feel my knob stiffening as I did this, and deliberately trying to string out my visit to look for as long as I could, while Miss Sally laughed behind Her hand. Once after doing this I was leaving the office heading for the toilets and I looked back through the window to see Miss Sally doing the ‘wanker’ sign. Then she said, “You shit!, I punched in the wrong number calling Sally, didn’t I!”, and started laughing, I started laughing and said, “Oh Connie, don’t dump me, I haven’t even seen you yet, you know I want you so bad.” She started laughing more and lost her breath. Finally I said in my regular voice, “Well Connie, how could I resist your hot voice, you do sound wonderful.” Finally she began to speak, “You’ve been a bad boy mister, and paybacks can be hell!”, and laughed. I said I should.