.You both fall through your apartment door without parting lips. Dropping your keys on the floor, you kick the door shut, simultaneously running your ...fingers through her almost black hair. You pull her into your mouth even tighter. She pushes your jacket off your shoulders and you bring your hands away from her for an instant to let it slide down your arms. It falls into a crumpled heap on the floor. Your hands instantly race back to her, grabbing her tits then pushing her low-cut red top. I was the first off the ship and ran to Clovis. Part of me wanted to act like I was a boy and Clovis was my father and I let that portion rule and hugged the man. He hugged me back but I saw a questioning look in his eyes.I went around and hugged and kissed those that needed it and hugged and shook hands for the rest.The cadets I hugged all together for they were in a way my first family. I introduced the crew to Clovis and the family. Dagmar and Astrid gave the eye to Fianna and Lynet.Instead. .. Chapter 3Author: - PollymericCopyright: Pollymeric 18-23.05.2016This is a work of fan fiction based upon John Entwhistle's novel "ANorthern Tale" A story set in the 1950'sAs usual, I recognise that this may be a very niche subject.Chapter 3:With some trepidation, Latimer followed Glynis from his flat and enteredthe waiting taxi. Glynis noted his anxiety and tried to allay his fearssaying, "Harrods have been apprised of the circumstances and because I ama valued customer they have made a. In my life I have heeded three peoples advice. My Dad’s, Sergeant Timmons who taught me everything he knew in the army and Maria, whose unfailing ability to read people and instinctively know the good ones from the bad. Although pissed that she stopped me, I still valued her council enough to hold back on what I was going to say. ‘You’re my guest for as long as you choose to stay ma’am.’ With that said I pushed my plate away, got up and left, still wondering why Maria had taken sides on this..