What the fuck was Mom doing? How could she do this to Dad? He's out serving our country and she's... doing whatever the fuck this is? Goddammit!I turn...ed and walked back down the stairs, and out the door, with Mom calling my name the whole way.As I drove away, my phone rang. Mom. I'm not answering that.I begin to head to the freeway to join the traffic jam out of DC to go back to school. I didn't know what else to do. The phone rang again, I looked at it on the passenger seat when there was a. . No, his fingers really were stroking my arms, prickles of excitement really were spiking at my skin. He took his time answering me, his lips parting ever so slightly as he studied me. I was so taken aback by his relaxed confidence, surprised and aroused by this young man. "Well...I was struck by how attractive you are....I would have liked to have chatted to you for a little while..." Was I hearing right? This sexy young chap was... Flirting? With me? Clearing my throat, I managed to speak.. In the apartment they formed circle around the confused male. As he was starting to ask what they wanted the blonde standing in front of him moved closer while at the same time another went to her hands and knees just behind him. Their movements were lightning fast as the blonde pushed him with both hands in the chest hard. He tried to adjust but the girl behind him was too close to his legs and she rolled forward sweeping Buster's legs from him. He went down hard on the floor and before he. Still, I did hear him say something about warning me just in time – which is total bullshit. He was too busy trying to instruct me on my duties to watch and interpret his own instruments properly in his supporting role." Why did you not inform the instructor of this?" Selina asked as they resumed walking.Diana grinned down at her buddy. "We know that everything on that simulator's bridge is recorded, right?"Selina hesitated, then agreed. "We have not been informed of that, but if you mean audio.