He didn't drink right way, but he smelled it. "Ah, Menage Et Trois. Not bad for cheap wine," he said taking a sip. Argh, his voice was almost seductiv...e in of itself. It was so vibrant, it almost made the air around him move."My name is Damien and I bet you ask why I'm sitting here. Well, I saw you smoking on the balcony in all your glory. It takes guts to step outside when dressed up like a woman, I'm sure. I think some part of you wanted to be seen."I sat next to him, nervously sipping my. "What?" she screamed as something caught her eye.It wasn't the tray of two frosted champagne glasses and an ice bucket with the bottle in it which surprised her. It was the fact that the stewardess carrying it was naked."Calm down," he said, "They usually work like that." Why?" she asked."To save on laundry bills," he replied with heavy sarcasm.The stewardess put the tray down on the small table beside the sofa and then made a deep obeisance, pressing her forehead to the carpet."Why does she do. I just said I was out this afternoon but I’d call you later. Okay?’ Goodwin’s frustration dropped to simmering point. He leant back in his chair again and shot Brendan a half apologetic look. There wasn’t any point in taking it out on him. ‘Okay,’ he wearily conceded. The sooner he and Sandra talked things through the better. *** Kirsten had been vaguely aware that Pierre Laroche’s soft tone had helped her descend into a meditative state. Maybe she should have resisted, but she’d felt better. Some one did a paper review of the proposed fleet and found the CVs had been forgotten. Their solution was to transform several BC hulls then under construction into what were called 'thru deck' cruisers. Buships should be asked to look at this because of all our ships CVs are the most important."The Queen opened her com and asked for and linked into a conference call to her First Lord and her First Space Lord. While she waited for the connection, McCock slipped in a quick comment,"They should.