But on the bar, was one particular man who was drinking and chatting up the bartender. His name was Silvio Bartolleni. He was a fit very handsome... macho olive-skinned man with wavy black hair and strong dark eyes. About three months ago, he harassed a woman just outside this bar, until another woman came up to him and kicked his ass. She was much taller than he was. ?Not many sexy women come here anymore, no!!? Silvio commented ?Oh please Silvio!! You, like many other guys around. ”“That’s gonna be interesting. We have a Cessna 152 and a Stearman. I get one, Bill gets the other. Somebody drags Deena along…”“Heyyyyy,” Deena squeaked.“… and what do we do about everybody else?”Giggle. “Sounds like a job for Super-Cindy.”“You do know they’re working on getting a couple of Cessna 185s. One of ‘em’ll end up there, for sure.”“I heard. But I heard that’s a bit down the road.”“Well, I think next week’s gonna be one of those big aviation events,” Terri said. “Cindy, one of the. I know it goes on here. I also know I’m not like the other officers.” He turned and looked down at max that was still starring at the floor and started to talk. “I know you’re not… and that kind of thing doesn’t happen to me here…but I really like you captain Morse…I think even more then like” Tyler shushed him and then Captain Morse tilted up max’s chin to look up at him. Max’s eyes held a lazy seductive type look as he gazed up at Tyler, as Tyler gazed down at him. Tyler’s nude. What he just said was technically not a command, but I could feel my bodies' desire to give him an answer, even though my mind was loath to describe my situation."Tell me why you returned", he said very calmly.That was a command.These words rang even louder in my head. So loud it was almost deafening ... it took all my strength of will just to shake my head.I never saw him move. But suddenly his right hand was around my throat, and my legs were dangling in the air."I'm going to ask you again,".