They had drunk the juices from their partner until there was none left to give, knowing full well that these sources of sweetness would be replenished... by morning, ready to be once more drained to the very last drop. Almost as if part of the seamless continuum that was life at the convent, there would come an evening when a light would be shone on their entwined naked bodies and the voice of the mother superior or one of her associates would denounce the lovers for their offense against. I just use the name because it sounds poetic.” Carla laughed. “Look, I must give you something,” she told him. He looked her over. His eyes fixed on her breasts. Though she wore a t-shirt, it was tight fitting and her nipples were erect. She felt conscious of them. Usually she got annoyed at being ogled at in that way but she didn’t feel it this time. She looked back at him. She would not describe him as an attractive man but he did have a nice smile. She also noticed that he wasn’t wearing a. . at the hospital.The Butterbar came back with the Captain and the Captain complained, "What's this I hear that Sgt. Reynolds is going back to the base and the Lieutenant is taking over as your spotter."I pointed to the unconscious Jack and answered, "Yes Sir! That's correct. Even though I repaired the bleeder, he still needs more medical attention than I can give him."The Captain scowled and asked, "Why did you choose the Lieutenant for your spotter?"The Butterbar interjected with a slight. The meal is over quickly as very little has been said, the friend not sure if he should be their at all, Lynn is wondering how far things will go and he is wondering if it was such a good idea to bring his friend back after all, and how far he can let his original plan go. Rick breaks the silence and gets up from his seat collects the dirty dishes and heads off to the kitchen as he leaves the room he says "who's for coffee" they both answer “yes please”. "I hope I'm not in the way" the friend.