I don’t want to lose that, I don’t want to lose you. Not seeing you these past several weeks has been difficult.” I catch tears streaming down ...my face, “Donnie, I’ve really missed you. I thought you no longer cared for me.” “Honestly? I tried not to.” When Donatello said those words they cut me, I felt a sharp pain through my entire body. “Ouch.” I whisper through my tears. “But then I realized I can’t. I realized I still couldn’t get you out of my head. I would invent something and my first. At the same time, Leutnant Spangenburg is a very interesting man indeed. His interest in her is obvious; he smiles a lot at her, watches her, then pretends he's not.Gerda, on the other hand, can't resist a little teasing. She smiles back, flutters her long eyelashes, pushes out her bottom a little when he's behind her and her chest when he is in front. She's wearing some borrowed service trousers and a military tunic. Clearly feminine attire would be a handicap in an aeroplane. Baggy though the. ”“OK, the connections will take any waste you make and process it via nanites to water and other non-harmful substances, same with perspiration and the water vapour from breathing. The dried out harmful stuff will be extruded outdoors or in the standby recharger in your armour lockup,” she explained.“Yep, they explained all that during basic, though we weren’t told the how and why of it,” I nodded.“The idea of the armour, other than being protection and an offensive weapon in its own right, is. Out of the drivers seat and into the back of the van, I pull every one of the curtains shut and secure them. "This is why I drive this old van Bob." He smiles at me and comes back with me. I was thinking that we'd fold down the bed, but Bob has other ideas and pushes me down on the back seat. We kiss, Bob's lips soft against mine and our tongues feeling each other. He begins unbuttoning my shirt but the way we're sitting makes it difficult, so I pull away from him, stand up and strip my clothes.