I could picture her casually walking through the hotel lobby like that, daring everyone to check her out; she wasn’t the type to give a damn what ot...hers thought of her, quite the contrast to my own personality. Her long, black hair was kept straight as usual, flowing down about halfway to her back, and her blue eyes were framed by a pair of glasses that only made her sexier.Janine stepped inside before I gathered up my wits enough to invite her in, and when I turned I got a look at her equally. As soon as the men left her sight, Rory sat on the couch and started to aggressively finger herself."Fuck, had to be a bull," whispered Rory, fingering herself even more before being met with a surprise."Excuse me, ma'am, no towel," said Asam, walking out as Rory got shocked."Fuck! Dude, find one!" shouted Rory, taking a deep breath."There are none," replied Asam, in a calm voice. "There are, I mean how complicated can it be," said Rory, getting up to go to the room. Asam peeked down to see the. " That's fine Ms. Peroni, I prefer Specialist Fitzpatrick if we're being formal, "then down the stairs I went. I made my rounds and got back forty five minutes later.As I passed her desk she got cute. "Mr. Fitzpatrick, I have some mail that needs to go over to the 258th MP Company." Sure thing Private Peroni. I'll pick it up on my way out." I winked at her and walked away. Hattie had been walking across the office, heard our conversation, and called me into her office."Chris, what was that all. I roll my eyes at her, if she only knew. We hug and I go back to find Tig with a few of his mates. “You ready now, Angel?” “Yes, let’s go.” He takes my hand, and I feel a surge of warmth between us. I can’t help but blush. I love how soft his hand feels in mine. We head to the pub, that is about two blocks away, and get in with no issues. I’m not sure if it’s the booze already in me or not, but I’m relaxed. It’s a good size pub. The music is loud and thumping. There are enough people in.