Since I removed my bionic leg, I had to be content to get around the Gate house by swinging like a monkey. I swung from my corner chair to the bed. Th...n hopped down the wall holding onto the cabinetry. Then I moved to the desk area in order to use the computer. It was a terrible inconvenient way to move around without the leg. The stump needed some fresh air time. I not only washed and dried it religiously, I covered it with a cortisone ointment at first sign of a rash or inflammation of any. (Both men laughed)Wes: We could teach our guys to shoot.Eddie: Can you really see Mike with a Glock?Wes: You have a point. He would be just as likely to shoot Salina or one of us.Eddie: Well, one thing for sure is add more cameras. None of them work alone in the office ever again. We can't ride together any more. I'll have to take one of the others.Wes: Mike is not up to riding a lot of hours in a car at the moment. How about if we have to check on anything, I take Salina?She was an Army Medic. "Well then we pretend you've just picked me up. And that you're taking me back to your place or something."Danny nodded. "Okay, that might work." He was as hard as a rock. If he was lucky he might get a chance to feel her up a bit more."Let's go then."They made their way across the bar towards the exit. Sharon lent in close to Danny, occasionally nuzzling her face into his neck as they walked. Danny's hand remained glued to Sharon's arse, enjoying the flex and roll of her lovely round buttock. Instead of walking to the back of the line, Jean turned and walked up to the front. As the crowd watched, the doorman took one look at the slender, leggy redhead, unhooked the rope, and waved her in. She was definitely the "type" they wanted in Club Iridium. The whole scene was perfect for Jean who loved to create a visage for the voyeurs in the crowd. The music was loud and the beat was steady. She went straight to the bar and ordered a drink. "Let me pay for that." The voice came from behind.