You’re right, the corner of my bedroom is my favorite reading place and I don’t give a ‘rat’s ass’ what other people think about my selectio...ns. You didn’t comment on the obvious. My home is a solitary place without any accommodation for anyone else. My ‘dolls’ are part of that solitary life and have been for a long time. It’s not that I’m particularly anti-social, I just enjoy my own company. I have a few close friends like Lisa, who spend time with me here, but mostly it’s me and my dolls. I. “Mmm.”“Spread ‘em, Louise,” said Suzanne in her cop voice. A moment of tension was broken by Louise’s giggle.“Who’s talkin’?”Suzanne lowered her voice to a mock growl.“I am, bitch, and don’t you forget it.”“Ooh!”“Don’t ‘ooh’ me, bitch.”“You gonna stop me?”“Yes”With that Suzanne hooked her fingers under the pink panties and pulled them straight down and off. Suzanne slapped Louise’s butt.“You like that, bitch?”“Mmm!”Suzanne turned to Larry to see a huge grin and his fingers around his dick,. "Where is your aircraft, Sir." The idiot ... didn't get the difference.I motioned him closer, read his name tag, and said, "Jim, I'm not the one to ask. Commander Grace Austin ranks me." Ma'am? Where is your aircraft?" We didn't know where to keep it, so we rented a hangar at Crissy, in San Francisco," Grace explained, "When it's all said and done, as long as we," she made move that included me, "Are in the Navy, so is she. We might bring her here but we were informed that the carrier would. . For now just a G&T please."I smiled across the old wooden bar at her and nodded as I set about preparing the drink. I slid it towards her with a wink, and trying my hardest to sound seductive I said, "This one is from me, on the house." Well, how sweet, but surely there must be something I could give you?" She wrapped her red lips around the straw of her drink and the swelling in my jeans became more painful than uncomfortable.I looked around the bar and checked my watch, my heart beating.