Irene was not over-blessed by nature with beauty, plus her face bore a 4-inch long knife scar from a man with a military badge who wouldn’t take “...no” for an answer. The encounter was in a very dark alley, early in her service career. He was off-duty but in uniform from a military police unit; he saw her in a service shirt, and thought that she would be easy pickings for the evening’s entertainment. She had a knife and skills which he did not expect, so he was the one who was penetrated by 6. .. in a girlish sort ofway," and I wasn't sure that I liked the "girlish" part so I pouted atthat.Dinner that evening was a little awkward - instead of Bob, me and acouple of the yacht's senior staff it was just Bob and Chantal and me -and for all it mattered it might as well have been just Bob and Chantalfor it was obvious that they just wanted to talk to each other. I hadtrouble following their conversation as they skipped from one subjectto another so rapidly. But I kind of got the. He invited her out for dinner in a very public (as in busy) restaurant where he knew Natalie wouldn't embarass him oh fuck was he wrongand guess what day it was...you bet your sweet ass friday[/b] you know something Fred didn't show up alone of course he'd have his new botox infested airhead "Fiancee" Natalie was livid she vented like a mad woman for what seemed like an eternity "Fred we were together for ten god damn years and you didn't ask me once to marry you and you're with this. "Can I touch you?"The request stunned Alice. A hot shivery sigh escaped her mouth. "Sure, honey." Dazed, doing things she had never dreamed of, Alice stood. "Maybe we should go upstairs to the bedroom."Patti nodded. She wanted to go out to the barn, but she held her breath. Blazer, she knew would come later. She offered her mother her hand and silently, they went upstairs."Have you ever done this with any of your friends?" Alice asked. Her head was reeling. What was happening was bizarre. She.