So who the hell is going to be our cowboy?"The Marine who came up with the idea says, "Well, it's my idea so I think that's my job."I strip off my Nom...x1 gloves, hand them to him and advise, "You're going to need these more than I am but try not to fuck them up and remember you're only going to get one chance to do this right."1 Nomex – Fire resistant material made by DuPont. Jack 'borrowed' these gloves from the previously mentioned chopper pilot. They are standard issue for Army chopper. Except; I'd never had any reason to acquire any. Besides, what did Lyn think was sexy?I'd settle for wearing my one black bra, a light one I'd worn the one time I'd worn a evening dress; rented for a reception my parents and I had been invited to for the marriage of a cousin. But the only black pair of panties I owned were old and ratty and not much good. I looked through my drawer, digging down to the bottom. There I found something I'd forgotten I'd had. One of the very first bras mom had. For as long as I could hear the vacuum cleaner whirring away upstairs, I was safe. Thinking about her soft nylon feet and those shiny red nails teasing me, thoughts of her, with a stocking pulled over her head, urging me on to lick her feet and press my face into her soft warm nylon soles, meant it never took long. This was a pretty bizarre and remote fantasy, but they're the ones that really get the juices flowing. One morning she turned up early. Me, still half-asleep in my dressing gown,. . she had to maintain at least a semblance of being a child, though her mind balked at the prospect. Someday...As they passed Martha's and the inevitably overfull parking lot, Selina remembered that Diana had said they needed to make reservations soon. The new building seemed to be near completion. There was still some scaffolding on one side of the building – that area roped off – but the dining area was already in use, and from what she could see through the tall windows, the inside was as.