He instituted a ‘no quarter’ option that could be called by any party in an exercise. Once declared, the combatants were required to fight until o...ne was dead. Then the loser would be hauled to the med-tube, repaired, wakened, and punished for failing.Mentally styling himself a modern-day emperor, he ignored the fact that no one except himself ever declared ‘no quarter.’ Instead, he declared it for any combatants for whom he had a grudge, and loudly threatened a demotion if one participant. Well not really. Just a coffee between two friends who have never met.I chose a public place. The local Morrisons supermarket cafe - I know - real romantic!I got here early and sat in the car park for ages just waiting, nerves getting the better of me.Should I call it off, do I really want to meet him. We have some really racey conversations on line, why spoil it.I went in and loitred around the cafe entrance and as I looked up I saw this amazing man walking towards me. That must be him I. " Face still flushed but now with a little more excitement than embarrassment, she rose a little further out of the water. His eyes dropped immediately to her chest and she felt a smile creep across her lips at the awe plain on his face. His grin became a little dopey as she pushed her shoulders back, letting him see her breasts in all their glory."Like what you see?" She tried and failed to keep the giggle out of her voice.He bit his lip and grinned. "You know I do, babe."She floated closer,. “What about you?” Jennifer inquired, “are you married?” “Yes,” I replied, “for the time being and as long as I mind my manners.” Jennifer smiled, a lone finger hooked into her pear-drop necklace. “Well,” she said, “I have to go, but it will be nice knowing you’re right next door if I need rescuing.” Our conversation was all too short. As quickly as she had appeared, she disappeared. A few days passed and I didn’t see or hear from Jennifer. I stopped off at my office on a Saturday and, to my.