And I can make my baby squeal and giggle and writhe in my lap.That 'ear' thing? Turnabout is fair play, you know, and while my own breathing was ragge..., she whispered, "We really need to work on our quickie techniques. Call the pizza place and then meet me in bed."I suppose that she called Jen while I called the pizza order in, but when I get to the bedroom she was pantsless, kneeling, looking back at me over her shoulder. Grinning.Oh, yeah ... I guess this is the part of 'he's marrying a. Let's just call 'em A, B and C in case some shit is trying to overhear our conversation. Yah, we gotta make a living in this town, Jer.Well, RP came out of his office and acted just like a meeting with these three broads is everyday."Hello A. You look so good darling." B, have you changed your hair? Goodness you sure can warm an old guy like me up." C who is dressing you these days, baby? God, you're looking great."Yah, yah, we all heard his shit before. Still fucking works though. The guy is. We both managed to talk to one of your men who spoke passable English, and he told us what he knew about your history. We realized that next to you, our experiences in the Seals and the few missions we were on, were walks in the park compared to what you have done. We felt like a couple of total idiots for not seeing what was right in front of us. Jon, we both consider it an honor to have been picked to rescue Michelle, but I am surprised you didn't just do it yourself, you certainly have the. Presently, as you can see from your almost empty room, we are a little slow ... There's young Mrs. Carstairs, who is suffering from a rattlesnake bite. The snake was over twelve feet long and had eighteen buttons on his tail. She's luck to be alive.However, she's doing much better now. Next we have Mr. Green recuperating from gall bladder surgery. He should be going home tomorrow and then there is this very nice ex-military man, who is trying to steal my heart away, but he is no problem; I can.