"So why? I mean, why do you get to tell her to go commando?"Neil shook his head "Can't tell you. Its a secret." OK... fine. But what's with her sittin... next to me? She flinched every time I reached for the fucking salt!"Neil laughed. "She knows you're... teasing me." ... are you two really going out? You act like... I don't know." Not really, I just like to push her outside her comfort zone."Harriet chuckled. "So... what, am I outside her comfort zone?" she quipped."Yep" Neil said, heading off. I stretched my neck from left to right and felt some of the tension slide away. "Well." I thought to myself "might as well dress nice and plan to have a fun evening." Whatever happened it had been a very good twenty years.I showered and shaved. I knew Ken liked my legs, so I made sure they were nice and smooth. I trimmed my bush nice and tight. I had never really thought about doing that before but I thought if things went that far Ken would be nicely surprised. I had been endowed with a pretty. She didn't like women... well, at least not in "that" way. She forced her eyes to look back down at the desk. Oddly, her hands were trembling as she picked up her son's paperwork and tried to focus on them. She soon discovered she couldn't. The next time she looked up, she saw Kelly bending over to pick up a piece of chalk from the floor. This time she saw the backside of the teacher with her dress pulled tight across her buttocks... there was no panty line. She wondered if she was even wearing. The reporters seemed to pick this up, too. ‘As you know, operations of this nature exact a tremendous toll on men and machines,’ the Air Marshall stated, ‘and operational conditions for these missions will be incredibly stressful on the air crews assigned to Operation Resurgent Glory. Keeping anywhere from three to five B-2 bombers on station 24/7 for the indefinite future – well, there is no operational precedent for this level of sustained operational readiness since the 1960s. The president.