She inched backward onto me, and she took care to position her big calves onto my arms, pinning them. She remained leaning forward, though, keeping h...r ass up off of me, but the crushing weight of her was already making it difficult for me to breathe.“What the fuck is this? I—“ before I could finish, Ronnie sat back, and what must have been a hundred and fifty pounds of ass came smashing down into my nose and open mouth. The bulbous cheeks engulfed my face, and I could feel the squishy heat. ”I nodded, “with two extra magazines. I am also wearing a body screen.”I turned and pulled Alexandra into a small grassy area. I pulled her down and laid back, “look at the stars.”She shifted and moved closer and put her head on my shoulder, “this is how you find out if I like sex?”I grinned in the dark, “no but it made all those nosy ... people talk.”The commander chuckled and she giggled and I relaxed, “looking at the stars in the dark relaxes me. They seem to beckon and call out like some. ”“Hmmmmm, she’s very attractive, Jeff tells me how happy they’ve been until recently. I know he worries about that, he even wondered if she was having an affair!”The mischievous looked returned, “I bet you fancy her… my god, teenage boys and their hormones… and older women!”I must have blushed again, and Elin immediately seized on it.“Fuck, you do fancy her,” then clutching my arm she said loudly, “You haven’t fucked her have you?”“NO!” I replied adamantly as the couple at the next table looked. You need to set a tone. You're just walking in like ... like Marullo. Scarpia doesn't 'just walk' anywhere, he swaggers. Well, not exactly swaggers, he ... Look, try it like this: Walk in, but as you do think swagger. You need to own that stage the moment you appear, draw every eye to you just by your manner."I got her point. I was used to coming on as a comprimario, a second banana. But Scarpia wasn't a comprimario, he was a star—both in the opera itself and in his fictitious life. I nodded to.