The servant marched ceremoniously into the wardroom of HMS Suffolk with a decanter and glasses on a silver tray. He poured each guest a drink and smoo...hly placed a glass alongside each chair on the left, always on the left, of the placemat."Gentlemen," he told his Captains, "a toast to our American allies!" Each British Officer took a seemly sip of the sherry before sitting down."Thank you gentlemen," said Admiral Wendhoven, Commander of the USN's San Diego Naval Base. "Thank you very much. May. All of the machines and lockers have got to be covered with germs and bacteria; I read about it on the news." Seriously? I walked past the gym at the mall and it was less than half full. It looked spotless as well. There are a lot of regulations nowadays about cleanliness you know. There's anti-bacteria stuff all over the place."She sighed, "Fine, if you want the real reason why I don't want to go the gym, it's because it's filled with students of mine, and the last thing I need is for them to. Neither of them seemed able to make that final commitment, to become an exclusive item. He knew there was something special about her, otherwise, why did he keep going back? He didn't do that with any of the many other women he hooked up with.Mark opened the door and managed a tired smile at the vivacious brunette."You got here fast. How many speed limits did you break?" he asked."You know me. I don't drive fast, it's more like I fly low," Flick joked.She spotted the picture album sitting on. So I had to go outside, looked around, and, perfect, there was a bus stop. I’d hang around there and keep my mac done up. Two or three rubs and I was stiff, ready and waiting. And then there She was. Goddess. My eyes must have been out on stalks, and there’s nothing I can do about it, I know my mouth just drops open, but I’m a helpless gawping perv, totally spell-bound by a girlie-goddess. She’s got a tightish top with quite a deep ‘V’ and She bulges out of it like a wanker’s dream – and I’m a.