"We get quite a few of these. Usually they pay for the doll. This guy has done this a bunch of times, always pays, is very friendly to the workers. ...His cock is usually poking a tent in his synthetic shorts. He took one of the older ladies in the back and peeled down her pants and white satin granny panties just far enough to bury a load in her. It only took him about 45 seconds. You should have seen the smile on her face the rest of the day." Anyway, I like to save the dolls for the new. It was at this point Sam made his introductions. “Hi it’s libby isn’t it?” Libby turned and looked at Sam with surprise “sorry have we met?” She enquired. “My name is Paul I know your mum and dad from way back, still keep in touch with your dad. How is Ed, still tinkering around with old cars?” This is seemed to relax Libby and she smiled and opened up “nice to meet you, yes dad always in the garage I’ve forgotten what he looks like”. “Where are you off to, I should buy you a drink” Sam. If you do anything stupid, now, they’ll know it was you. You gotta just get Jude out of the situation and steer clear. Don’t fuck up.”Fuck. The news that Captain Hayes was concerned about me was worrisome. Martinez was right, though. Jimmy had no choice but to report Slick’s call to my wife and their planned lover’s rendezvous. When Hayes found out, he would take me off the case, at a minimum. This definitely threw a monkey wrench into my plans. If I took matters into my own hands, they would. "Not acceptable," said Bob. "Take me to your next higher in the chain."What Bob was referring to was the nurse's supervisor in the chain of command. The way you make a complaint in the Army is to use the chain of command. In theory, if you're not satisfied with how the problem is dealt with, you can go higher and higher in the chain, until you are satisfied. Theoretically, that means you could request to see the commander in chief, but only after you've seen every other soldier in the chain.