Looking back now, I’m confident he wasn’t a taxi driver, this was just a scam to get money or perhaps more. The metre clearly indicated £12.00, ...hich I didn’t have and I had no way of getting any money for him. “I don’t have any money,” I stammered. “I didn’t know you were a taxi.” The driver didn’t say anything, but he pressed a button on his side of the door, which locked all the car doors. Common place now, but in those days central locking was pretty fancy. He sighed loudly and drove on.. When our friend left priya turned into a porn actress. It was like in films. I was going to kiss her she pushed me away , she was teasing me too much I tried to hold her boobs she suddenly slapped me, I loved that I was like wow.Then she started running around the room not allowing me to touch her. I was so wild then I caught her and pushed her to bed . She was using her feet to push me away, then I caught both her legs and pulled her towards me. Then I hold her tight and started kissing her. It was.“A lousy little plaque. The Arizona gets this big memorial and all the Utah gets is a plaque,” the Sergeant said disgustedly.“And why is that, you reckon?” I asked him.“Not sure,” he stopped to muse on it for a moment. “Money, I guess. All I know is that my daddy trained on her, before the war, and I had a second cousin, on my momma’s side, that sailed on her too. She was a fine ship and did her assigned tasks well. And I think that her ending up sunk and all, and only a plaque to show. "What was going on down there really didn't seem to be connected to what we were doing..." She eyed Bart as she said this."Maybe I made things too easy," Bart chuckled.Out in the main room, Gary was wandering around sipping coffee from a good-sized mug. He gravitated to the trio and asked, "So how was it?"Bridgette shook her head. Shannon mused, "I think I'm horrified."Gary shot Bart a warning glance, but waved genially at the coffee pot. "Before you get too excited, let's talk about it..