Kind of cute. Joe said, "I think she's kind of cute. I'd do her."And suddenly her discomfort met that creeping feeling and she quickly turned back to ...him. "Is that? Did you? I mean--were you?" Yeah, it's a curse."Sara wasn't like that, she didn't like girls that way, like those scary megs in high school. Still a little confused at what he was telling her, she said, "Curse?" It's a combination of that old power/corruption thing and, well, I'm not gay. You see, Sara, I can transmit my attraction. She fought valiantly, but within five minutes he had her jeans down around her knees. His were completely off and all he had on was a shirt. As Mandy tried to pull her jeans back up he attacked her T shirt, pulling it up and over her head, trapping her arms above her.“Gotcha!” he said, triumphantly, pushing her down on the couch with one hand and obstructing her attempts to get her arms free with the other. She was ticklish, and he tortured her with that hand while he jerked on her jeans,. I walked through the shelves and didn't see or hear anyone. Then I passed the last shelf and dropped my books in surprise. There, sitting at the table was the quarterback of our football team with his huge (probably easily 9 inch) cock in his hand, looking up at me with just as much surprise in his eyes. I didn't even pay attention to the fact that I had dropped my things, I just kept standing there staring at his dick. He made a move to put himself away but I reached my hand out and stopped. The ship carried only 50 of the possible 90 fixed-wing aircraft that it was capable of. Out of the fifty pilots 27 had gone to Top Gun School. There was 23 Top Guns on the Nimitz. The Nimitz was twenty miles behind with a full complement of 90 fixed wing craft. The fleet was headed to Munchon, North Korea. The sleepy little Harbor that had taken on the refitting of used freighters and made them into landing and takeoff platforms for ISIS. There was according to God, 144 F-35Bs and the same.