The two men still whispering to each other in the seats behind the group. The train pulled up at Liverpool station and they all piled out, getting on ...he escalator and heading into the city centre for their party. The two men loosely followed them. After at least 6 different bars, countless drinks and a number of guys hitting on the girls, and even the guys, Jess and John came over and told Jenny and Alice that they were going to check-in to the hotel they had booked a little early than they. "I wish this was your cock..." she declared honestly. Then she spilled the champagne down, down the front of her dress. The fabric (or whatever it was) clung to her flesh, perfectly outlining each erect nipple. The beverage stain spread out in her groin - a wet, suggestive stain at her crotch. "I wish this was your cum." Check please!"Enough was enough ... I told myself as I stumbled back home, back up the steps after an exhausting days' work totally distracted by my domestic situation. I had. That’s my opinion on the subject.’ Anxious to steer the conversation away from his lack of a love life at the moment, he asked what his uncle thought of the woman Sherrie was with. For the first time tonight, his uncle seemed to sparkle. ‘That, my boy, is a fine example of mature Southern womanhood. Not too thin, not too fat, built for comfort and speed.’ He looked at his uncle, surprised. It was the first time since his rather ugly divorce two years ago he had even expressed a passing interest. I had switched on our number two AN / VCR 47 after sending my report to Desk Jockey for Starling to use if there were any messages. I sat there and went over the logs for the past month while listening for anything coming in on either radio. Later I tuned around on the 20 meter band from 14.0 MHz to 14.4 MHz, but didn’t pick up anything that I could identify as local. I had been doing this for several nights in hopes of picking up any enemy agents contacting their headquarters. So far it hadn’t.