I am his Admiral. He defers to me on naval matters. I know more about ships and the sea than he does, so if I give an order regarding the ship or sail...ng, he does as he’s told. Similarly, Sir Tony over there and the Commander over there know far more about land fighting than either of us. If we’re talking about a battle on land either of them can give us orders and we will obey them. For anything else, though, I can give orders to anyone about my lands, and the King can give any of us orders. Janet knows that, and never misses the opportunity. She was chuckling when I turned around. “So I’m jumpy around all these stiffs. So what? Anybody in their right mind would be.” “Then you’re saying I’m not in my right mind.” I knew from experience Janet loved playing this game and that I’d never win. There wasn’t much about Janet that wasn’t right. If she hadn’t been married, I might have tried showing her just how right she was. “Never mind. So what can you tell me?” “One shot, probably with. So immediately I said let’s not discuss here and lets go to my house as my friends were out of city. She immediately agreed. We went to my place in my bike and I bought some coke and chips on the way.I opened the door and entered the house. She followed me and immediately she locked the room and jumped on me kissing my lips and hugging me tightly. I didn’t understand what was happening and we started to kiss passionately. Slowly my arms caught hold of her back and starting moving everywhere in. I was even a good boy—I didn't mention our private, late-night rehearsal the previous week.Steve Lang again asked me to feed ideas to the cast as I'd done before. I struggled, trying to not suggest anything, well, suggestive. Finally, during a break, I asked Steve about that."Do audiences ever come up with anything nasty?" You bet they do, but don't worry about it, I'm sure Beth can handle anything they throw at her. Remember, she's not going to be up there alone and we don't use every.