She twisted and groaned as the waves of pain racked her upper body.Steve squeezed harder as his paced increased, please dont burst she begged silently... to herself over and over.Steve was pushing inwards on each breast and now in adddtion to forcing them together he stated pumping them gripping each implant, gougeing his fingers down the sides of the breasts trying to force his fingers in under the implant under her armpits between the saline filled bag and her chest wall.Her groans rapidly. We did have to be at the Rack by ten, and I needed to sharpen my stroke a little this morning. It was seven, so I went downstairs and found a coffee pot with mugs next to it on the bar. I poured a mug and set up the balls on the table for a standard drill. My stroke was there and I was making all the shots. I did a rail drill and was accurate, and then a cushion drill to make sure I could make bank shots. I had some bad breaks last night, so I practiced both eight and nine ball breaks for at. “You’re hardly that,” Janice smiled.“Well be that as it may, that’s what these orders sometimes make me feel like,” Jim replied as he looked at his former aide. As he did, he noticed something new. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t congratulations in order?”“Actually, the promotion orders just came down the other day,” Janice smiled as she shifted her attention away from the Captain’s large collection of antiques to the new insignia that adored her uniform. “I’m still getting used to it. I would go to Caroline’s flat and then spend a couple of hours doing some personal shopping in the West End or maybe even catch a film or the afternoon matinee of a show and get a late train home, treat it as my day off. I would really have liked either Gwen or Maggie, or both, to have come up to town with me and make a day of it, but I knew that they had full diaries for the day. The wet weather had also given Gwen and I some time together on Sunday, not totally alone as Emma was at home but.