"Dave tried to hold a neutral expression, but was chuckling under his façade. "Did you talk to Scarlett about doing this?" Errr, no. Do you think I s...ould?" Yes, by all means. I don't want to be the source of some upset in the balance of relationships that you have with her. You know that she and I have been intimate together, and will be in the future. If she prefers that we not consummate any kind of relationship, then I defer to her thinking on the matter."Athena was looking down at the. . on the way to the hospital – the first houseJack and I had succeeded in transitioning the squad from the beach to the first house, had even taken the first room in that house and now we were looking at clearing the rest of the house. I began to pie the doorway when – son of a bitch, I saw a towel ... excuse me insurgent. Thank God he didn't have his weapon ready! I dove out of the way as a short burst of AK fire strafed my previous position.Jack swore and yelled, "Mother fuckers! Trying to. You lower your head and I feel your teeth graze my hardened nipples. I writhe with pleasure.In the back of my mind, I wonder about your wife. Does she feel this way with you? do you pull the same moves on her? How could she be so cold if she felt the same way I do right now?I think of pleasing her earlier. Hoping to make your home life a little easier. Happy wife means happy life after all. I feel proud that I can help you in this small way.With my wandering mind at ease, I allow myself. ”“I’m good with that.”“So what was your sport?”“Football. I played in college,” Jon pronounced confidently. He was used to the reaction on Brian’s face. It was one of confusion and disbelief. Narrow-eyed. Furrowed brow. Brian studied the guy in front of him. He wasn’t tall or big. Maybe 5’8” and 140 pounds. He tried to keep eye contact.Jon had encountered this response so often that he launched into his well-rehearsed preemptive explanation. “I played at a small college. D-III. Place kicker.”.