“I’m sorry we were not informed of your visit so we could have been better prepared. However, Sergeant Stooksbury here will be glad to personally ...escort you to the memorials.”And he did. After a few stiff moments, mostly about their inspection of my sword, we headed out. Eventually, the Sergeant, who happened to be from Erwin, Tennessee, asked me where I was from. When I told him Maryville, Tennessee, well, the floodgates opened and seeing as how we were practically neighbors, he began telling. With that she got up and left to get ready for bed. Since Jordan had been a frequent visitor, she knew where the facilities were so that was something I didn't need to worry about.After a few minutes I heard the sound of the toilet being flushed then heard Jordan asking me to come and kiss her.I went into the spare bedroom to see Jordan all snuggled down in the bed. "Is the bed comfy enough?" I asked."Oh, yeah, it's really nice," she replied.I sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed. Her hands caressed her breasts, then smoothly felt their way down her almost naked body to her hips. Her right hand continued on down the side of her leg until it found the leather knife holster strapped there. It and a black G-string were the only things she was still wearing. Her customers grew more boisterous, knowing what was coming.She unfastened the leather snap that held the knife in place and, crouching down into a fighting stance, drew the knife from its holster, looking like she was. The idea of getting back together with Sylvie became more appealing each time he spoke to her, and yet when he was with Lindsay it was as if the rest of the world didn’t exist. He loved them both, but in different ways. ‘I don’t know what to do,’ he admitted. ‘Can I offer an observation?’ Nicholas asked. ‘Yeah, of course.’ ‘You’ve had four girlfriends that were serious enough for you to bring home. Three of them had a lot in common. They were very smart, very career driven, over achieving,.