"I don't like it Captain. Not one bit."Fin just pointed commandingly ahead, urging Jackie to keep up with the bug. She too felt very uneasy now, but w...hy make her young charge any more worriedJed's eyes stung with the perspiration as it trickled down his brow into his sockets. But he couldn't, or wouldn't shut his eyes. Below him Candy was a picture of eroticism greater than any he had ever conjured in his bed time hours. Her eyes blue and wide the black lashes curling upwards, her skin tanned. Nonetheless, I got to be a fly on the wall in Headquarters 5th and 7th Air Forces. I had the easy job of running the audiovisual equipment in the projection booth while Generals with more stars on their lapels then the night sky planned strategy and conducted top-secret meetings, briefings, and strategic planning sessions. Yah, I get this. Sheila's batch of mix-and-match scenarios was nothing more than the Sisterhood's version of the Pentagon's never-ending contingency planning. The military. “And I really shouldn’t have been looking at what you were doing.” “Haven’t you ever watched Janet using one,” I asked. “Of course I have,” he lamely shrugs. “But that’s different.” “Why?” “She’s my wife,” he answered. “And do you like watching her,” I ask. “Of course I do.” “So what’s the difference?” Hearing the question he looked into my eyes, gave the broad smile of a small boy and answered somewhat reluctantly. “It’s a sex game we now play,” he grinned with his eyes closed. “Because while. If only he’d played it slow, he’d be balls deep by now rather than nursing a fat lip and torn pants from being physically bounced from the club. The joys of management. I quickly got to the purpose of my call, what could he tell me about my new friend, Maria-Rosa. The name didn’t ring a bell but with as much of a description as I could provide, his memory was quickly refreshed. He was in on her initial hire. She had been recommended by a fellow dancer and he was duly impressed with both her.