"Yeah afraid so" Paul replied. "Well that makes two of us" Sarah smiled and Paul caught a glimpse of something in her eyes that made his dick throb. "...If you need anything I'll be over at my desk" Sarah said as she winked. Paul nodded and began to question if he was reading the signals right watching her closely as she returned to her desk and sat down before turning and giving him a flirtatious smile. By 6 o'clock the office was empty save for Paul and Sarah and he couldn't help but keep. They would be civil to each other and make the most of a difficult situation.Later, as the train broke free of London and headed north, David caught up with Julia on her own."Julia, who is matchmaking here?" She looked the picture of innocence. "Now come on, you've accused Mountbatten of trying to be the force behind the throne. Tell me the truth, have you had anything to do with Josh's selection?" I might have been consulted, but this goes way beyond me!" she confided."I don't think it's fair". " Yep. Well, as Governor and as senior military officer, it's his problem as much as it is yours. Get the Old Man involved." I probably already am involved," advised a voice from behind the Lieutenant."Oops," Carruthers whispered. "Colonel, Sir, may I get you a drink?" Thank you Carruthers, I'll have a Bronx." Very good, Sir." The lieutenant gestured to the waitress.Two days later, a high-speed supraluminal message drone showed up in the Thuleat system – not the routine weekly message drone,. Located directly in the dirtiest part of downtown LA, there were not only one but several rest rooms perfect for cruising. I quickly settled on my favorite. On the surface, you wouldn't have thought this would be a safe place to suck. It was HUGE; at least twenty stalls. And right at the entrance, just past the sinks was an entire little alcove set up for two black shoeshine boys (men, actually). And there was always another black man in his fifties continually cleaning the sinks and stalls..