"Yes please." I said. When his fingers were pulling at the knot on my shorts it was hard to stand still. I didn't mind. It just felt like having my da...d help me. Then I felt one last pull as the knot came undone and the Velcro ripped open a bit. Thank god. I didn't even care that this man hadn't left yet; I just ripped open the rest, grabbed my doodle and started peeing. I guess he didn't care, because he just took his cock out and started to pee as well. It felt so free to be peeing outside. Fran nudged me. "Hey, you'll fall into your beer and drown. Come to the can with me, I'm about to burst." So, we slid out of the booth and went off to pee. When I got back, Ed was there, and I slid in across from him. We have this sort of rule at Wednesday — you're not supposed to sit next to your lover or date — at least, not all the time — and when you go to the toilet, you don't get your old place back, you have to take the next seat on the outside of the booth. Keeps people mixing a little.. The other thing I realized was that I wanted my coworker. This was problematic, as he was married and already rejected me. I made all the excuses for him I could but in the end him not coming up to my room stung. Deciding that my desire for him was probably closer to bounce-back feelings than anything genuine, I determined I’d be the professional about things and not make a big deal of it when we saw each other next. There was an all-staff meeting in a couple of days at a big hotel downtown, so. “A Battlesphere?” Tissimla frowned.“Possibly more than one. Unfortunately we do not have the special weapons here to do any major damage to a sphere. I have sent a data package on the best tactics to use when engaging one to your combat tactical group. I suggest we use our fighters, bombers and heavy fighters to attack the Ghangan and keep our distance and be prepared to withdraw should they produce a surprise.”“Agreed. I will have our heavy fighter squadrons summoned and order an attack. We’ll.