”She shook her head, “Pendragon has been in Recon, the Scouts, the Rangers, the Swords and the Emperor’s Shields. I doubt we would be getting an...thing done if he had to wear his shoot me uniform.”I grinned at that, “That is why I am wearing this.”The colonel looked at me and shook his head, “Okay. Try to keep Captain Debous from killing my men.”I nodded, “I will do my best sir.”I glanced at the sergeant major and she nodded towards the hatch. We walked out and she looked at the sergeant at the. The problem was that she herself needed a shave. She ran her fingers lightly over her loins and discovered what she referred to as ‘beard rash.’ ‘He won’t care,’ she told herself, ‘and neither will I,’ she giggle again and burst out laughing when John asked what was so funny. ‘You’re my man,’ she said, then molded her body to his, allowing his leg to slide between hers, giving her what he liked to call ‘the rug treatment.’ John lowered his hands to her buttocks and pulled Argie even closer. She. Mr. Miller was a hardened and very attractive ranch owner. He had a long thick black mustache that was there "long before it was cool again" he'd say. And a full head of glistening black hair with streaks of grey. He wore a large hat and belt buckle like he'd just walked out of a storybook about cowboys. His hands were strong, rough, and muscular. I'd masturbated several times over the past two weeks to the thought of those hands roaming all over my body. Stacey had recently met a boy who lived. . oh gods, stop. Go back. You have to see this."It's not easy to stop the forward motion of a rowboat ... a hundred and seventy-five foot sail boat? In the first place, there's all that weight, second there's this stick loaded with heavy sail and held upright with string. When the hull stops the mast has a tendency to keep going. You don't just stop ... you glide.Everything on a really big sailboat takes time."Show me what you got, Jake," said the Chief. The pair went back to the chart room.The.