It was all very sexist and politically incorrect, and illegal to boot. I’d tried to speak up once early on, in defense of a rather homely girl, but ...arguments with Stacey always ended with me peeing myself and capitulating. Besides, as she’d lost no time in pointing out, it was exactly what the men did when they thought they could get away with it. I’d had to settle for hoping one of these attractive young girls had a brain in her head. Unlike Miriam. Stacey pushed Miriam away for a moment so. ”“But for quality, confidentially and the kind of service your team supplies that can only be expected. Without getting any details I have been told your teams have had many successful operations,” Ambassador Garcia said.“Without getting into details, there have been successes,” I replied with a smile.The conversation lasted another thirty minutes before we gathered in front of the reporters. This time I was successful at standing behind the VIP’s and getting away without answering any. ”Maybe I,ll join the Air Force then.” “Can,t see you as a pilot!” Bert laughed. “Not everyone in the Air Force is a Pilot” John reasoned and Bert agreed. The discussion on John finished Bert told John how nice his room in the dormitory in Brookings was and how many girls he,d seen the day he went to be shown around with his parents, his sister in her final year at North Dakota State in Fargo having broken up with her ex fiancée.At the time she,d been fucking Bert, but John Didn,t know that as. This time we arranged to meet him at our favourite restaurant. He arrived a few minutes late due to traffic and not being able to find a parking space. Since he had called we were more than willing to accommodate him. At first he was shy, introverted, and a bit withdrawn. He did not seem to be the confident sounding individual on the phone. For a while both Marge and I began to wonder if we were going to have say nice to meet you but you are just a friend. However after about a half hour.