I started to become aroused.She either didn't see it or ignored it. I sat in the chair next to her. Shewalked around the chair, looking me over. Norma...ly, I would have found itexciting, but she did it in such a medical way that I became even moreapprehensive about this "assignment"."He'll do." She said. "I will have to give him a through examination to besure." She sat back down."Gee, thanks." I said. "Nice to be wanted." The Sergeant raised his clubagain, but Wilson stopped him."When would you. Next, she sat by me and grabbed my crotch with the entire bar watching her actions. Her goal was to give everyone a great show. The first step was to start a hand job, making sure that there was no mistaking her actions. She wanted to make sure the bar patrons knew she was accomplishing her objective. Her dress did not cover the "bald beaver" that was being shared with everyone. I did my best to help things along with my actions. I made sure my hand grazed her tits so her nipples started to. “But I tell you this. You go straight to Venusville, or any other club. You decide you hate it, you come back. I’m not closing your file. Just this one time. If you come back, you stay here, no more wandering about. Have you talked to John about this?”Dion shook his head. “We don’t get along that well. And I won’t come back,” he said stubbornly.“Young people,” the foreman seemed to speak mostly to himself. “Get out of my office. I give you three days and you’ll come running back.”Dion murmured. The next night, I took Jean out to dinner at one of the better restaurants in Anchorage, and then for a ride to on of the more popular overlooks. It didn't do me that much good, just more soul kissing and some snuggling in the front seat of the family's '57 Ford Fairlane, and the same "lovers nuts that I had ended up with the night before.Night number three. This time I took Jean to the movies. We found two seats open in the back row of the balcony and hooray, I actually got to get in a little.