When we arrived we parked a little further from the door than we really had to in anticipation of later. I stopped him as we walked to the door, pulle... him close and kissed him, letting my quickly cup his balls and feel the length of his shaft. It was busy inside so we sat in the bar to have a drink as we waited for our table. I think he almost giggled in delight when he saw how high the barstools knowing that I would have to hop up and shimmy to sit; which is exactly what happened. I had to. I hadn't completely gotten my way; we were divided into several separate crews, but I had at least partly won. My crew had been loaded with the cream of the people.My XO was RAN Commander Richard "Dickie" Wilson. He was also slotted as my Weapons Officer. He had been skipper of an Australian boat before he lost an arm in a car accident and retired. The med-tubes had no problem with that; he just had to stay in the tank overnight and he was fine. He had far more time thinking about tactics and. Are we friends, are we more? I just don’t know.”“I really don’t know either, Beth”, I replied, “But we need to figure this out.”“Yes, I know. Lance knows something is wrong with me. He has asked at least a dozen times this week what is going on with me. I have just been telling him I’m exhausted, but I don’t think he is buying it.”“Beth, if he finds out, you know he will tell everyone in the family.”She nodded her head in agreement as she took another bite of food.“I just think the best thing. There was a small dresser, where spare bras,panties and socks were placed. Plenty of each, all the same color. Andinstead of sneakers, there were three pair of brown loafers. I was toldto take off my sneakers and put on the loafers. In addition to theclothes, Mary handed me a purse and said that like all girls, the pursewas for my personal stuff as my skirts had no pockets, and besides, shesaid, girls don't put stuff in their pockets even if they have them.That is what purses are for. I.