All I had to do was charge the Bell and fire it off." In other words, you faked it just to be with him when he crashed?" Not that simple, Sir. I just ...new that I needed to be there and I was reasonably certain something was going to happen. I had no idea what." Same thing you've done on missions, over and over again, right?" Well, I..." I keep in touch with my people, Colonel. Hell, everybody at the base knows you are a precog. You always seem to know a few seconds before an ambush happens. How. Melanie caught themood and grinned."Well don't all look at me! I'm a girl, not 'a chick with a dick'." Would you go to bed with her?" asked Betty."Would you?" countered Melanie defensively.Betty fell silent then wagged her head."No I like my boys strong and handsome." Well I don't," replied Melanie, "if I had a boy, he'd have to be likeher." Are you serious?" gasped Beatrice."Yeah, why not? She's pretty." "I thought you were a lezzy!" squeakedCharlotte."I am! But she's really pretty. I bet any. I married a woman who had a young daughter, just turning 10. She was a great kid, but her mom didn’t teach her manners too much. So, the first thing she said when she saw me with a white t-shirt on was “Mom, why does he have breasts like you? I thought boobs were just for girls?” I don’t know how she explained it, but it didn’t stop her from keeping up talking about it all through her teen years, and into her 20s.She would come up to me and ask if I was comfortable. I would say sure, why, and. I started to lift her shirt up and off as well. I couldn't stop myself when my fingers got snagged on her sports bra. I pulled at its elastic and it departed with her shirt. The cool evening air felt electric on our bare flesh, and lightning scorched across our skin as she pressed her bare breasts into my chest. "You better be a good dancer," she informed me as she kissed her way down to my chest. All of my attention was on her teeth as she teased and bit my pecs and nipples. Somehow that.