Ryan had undergone a surgery on his knee when we returned from San Diego. He had developed a slight infection and had been off his feet for a week.“...I hope he didn’t mind that we accepted his notification,” I said.“He was upset that he didn’t get the chance to snap the guy’s neck,” Sondra said.“The guy was ... OK,” I said. “He was just a dude doing a job. We actually used him to serve the countersuit. I felt bad after what I did to him.”This caused Liz to shift her lasers from Brea to me.“I. He 'examined' me again. He ignored my raging hard-on, instead focusing onpinching my nipples through the satin of the bra and running his handsalong my curvy backside. I know that I failed to hide my growingexcitement and all but yelped when he finally suggest that he needed toexamine my vagina.He had me bend over with my hands on the low bench. He pulled my pantiesto just below my cheeks and ran a finger between my cheeks. It felt sogood, if possible I got more aroused. Each time his fingers. Van promised to make it worth her while with some coke and some grass as well, which clinched the deal for Julie, as she was relying on both drugs more all the time to get through the nights.Now she sat here looking at this supposedly dumb jock that she'd set out to fuck and forget, and prayed he'd be all right.It turned out that nothing Van said was true. He wasn't dumb. He was athletic but wasn't a jock. He loved his girlfriend, who from Bobby's description was no air head. And he wouldn't be. " But, Zeno," another called, "you don't have that much to give anyway!"I joined in the laughter that erupted around the table. Typical pilots, I thought. Always worried about getting off the ship and getting laid. The pilot called Zeno scowled and took another drink."I'm not sure how much time off we'll get out here," I said. "Remember, we're here to break up a civil war, so we probably won't endear our- selves to either side." There was a murmur of agreement. "But," I continued, "I'll keep an.