. well, this was definitely not a good sign.The Admiral's worry was plain as could be. His face showed his concern with deep worry lines. He announced...it was time for the battle review. It was not common for this to happen. At least not in the presence of the Warrant Officer involved.The flight-deck recorder and ship's camera records were displayed on the monitors before us. The Admiral did a full review of the battle, from start to finish. He commended me on using the missile system's tracking. One more step back and Nero’s long, pink tongue lashed-out and almost made contact with the rottweiler’s rump. Slowly, Pandora took one more step backward. The Weimaraner’s tongue was on her, lapping at her juicy cunt. He nipped a couple times, but Pandora was just far enough away that Nero’s fang only snapped at the air a few inches behind her. Though the big, silver dog’s tongue slashed back out, easily reaching Pandora’s pussy. After getting a taste of his bitch, Nero seemed to forget. Well, at least I'm getting good product from Karl. I guess it's the next best thing to being there. I thought about going out and finding a hooker but it's expensive and you never know what you're going to get. John's got a few connections but I'm a little embarrassed to ask him. So, guess I'll just get out the hand lotion and get through the next few days. When the microwave dinged that the food was cooled down enough to eat, I grabbed a Bud and headed to the computer. I fired up the realtime. I’ll go buy something right now.”“That is okay,” I told her. “Tomorrow, I know you will buy me something magnificent. Something that I will thoroughly enjoy.”She nodded her head vigorously. “Thank you for your understanding, Elizabeth.”I offered Rosa my other arm, the Hispanic girl beaming. Her nose ring glinted as we strolled down the street, Rochelle trailing after us. I could be magnanimous. Rochelle was still my friend. Tomorrow, however, she’d better have something for me.More and more.