'Cent says that we're waiting for some new marching orders." Not the Widelands then?", Mott cut in with enthusiasm, a glimmer of hope in his words."Ca... we ever be sure? If the marching orders do not explicitly say 'Widelands', they could well be saying 'No-man's land', or 'West of the City of Pyr', or 'Middle of Nowhere'. It still wouldn't change much, would it? All it means, is there's something serious going on."Mott cut in again, this time with puzzlement in his voice:"Where's Sirius going. There sat Cheri with her pussy on display. Fortunately first class was almost empty with the exception of an older man who was sleeping. The flight attendant told Barb she was very lucky to have such a nice whore. Cheri turned bright red and the Flight Attendant whose name was Amy made a point of noticing how hard Cheri's nipples got with that compliment. Amy was an average looking lady in her thirties.5'4, black hair, smallish tits. At this point Barb told Cheri to drink up which she did. The. " As she closed the door I was sure that she winked.``````````````````````````By the time Monday came around, I had procured my hair cut and now I possessed a much more manageable cropped crewcut and was ready to start my new career. The man who opened the door was as handsome as his wife was attractive. I looked up at the towering figure before me, well over six feet and his muscles tightly packed into his white T-shirt."You must be Liam, come in." His large hand squeezed mine as he welcomed. .." Dulcie mused, "I wonder, too." Well, I expect we'll find out if we need to. Shall we adjourn to the lounge?"As they passed, Peter unplugged the phone. "Set your mobile to vibrate," he said, "if we're needed seriously in the next hour or so ... but I don't want to be disturbed for anything routine."Sitting in the lounge, they drank their coffee in silence. Peter was looking thoughtful, occasionally looking speculatively at his wife, who sat suppressing a frown and wondering what was going.