"Well then I'll leave the table because that's where my head's at."With that, Connie left the table and then flounced upstairs.Spence and Swede looked...at each other, thinking the same thing. Each of them wanted to be the one that Connie got her rocks off with.Mary busied herself so that she wouldn't have to deal with what had just happened.She was again embarrassed by Connie's directness and she wondered if Connie was still a virgin and dropping an incredible hint.Swede finished his coffee and. My state of sexual arousal was now reaching its peak. I began to select clothing he’d twitched his cock too and placed them in the shopping cart on the screen; we’d placed a fairly large amount of clothing into the shopping cart, when he asked was I purchasing boots and shoes. I’d never really given it much thought, but as the Doc was footing the bill I said we’d browse. We selected a pair of Black Thigh Length Bed boots with matching tie up shorts and a pair of Platform stilettos. We then. I can not imagine the captain returning to base after every fuck up to deliver the results of said fuck up to a repair facility. Ain't happening."Clear the flight deck" means clear the flight deck and if you can't fix it good enough to fly away, throw it away. I suppose that everybody spouted propaganda during the war ... just don't expect me to believe it.According to the literature EVERY navy aviator during the war trained on the paddlewheel carriers. Splashing along training carrier pilots. ” His voice was emotional.“That sounds really good to me. I believe I will like that.” I smiled at him.We embraced each other and kissed lightly. I said, “Let’s get some breakfast going.”He let me go and I turned for the kitchen. When I got there, I stopped at the counter and he moved behind me and put his arms around me in a polite manner. I took his top hand and placed it on my breast. I held it in place, pressing it to me. “Mmm. That’s a good hand and I like it there.”“It’s a good place for.