"Do you think I'm troubled?" Beatrice asked calmly. She had an enviable ability to regain her composure however intense her orgasms."Yes," said Nadezh...da as she stroked her lover's glorious thick mane of hair. "That's what I sense." It may be," said Beatrice sadly as she continued to pepper the captain's lips and cheeks with affectionate kisses, "that I worry that this might be the last time we should make love in this way."Nadezhda was alarmed. "Why would that be? Has your husband discovered. " She knew that voice. Opening her eyes, she saw Colonel Reynolds."Are you my victim?" she asked.Colonel Reynolds led her to a sitting area in what looked like a Victorian office. "Please sit," he gestured at the furniture, "would you like something to drink?"Anne sat down in the middle chair. "Thank you, but not right now." The colonel took the chair on her right. "Why me?" You have a track record for exposing corruption, charlatans, and other miscreants." He picked up a folder and handed it. Not realizing that she had placed the tickets in my hand and that I was holding the queue up I knew I had to unfortunately leave it there. “Well, seeing as I’m holding the queue I think I should make a move on instead of wasting your time” I smiled. “Thanks for making my day, it’s not that often I get to have a decent conversation with another lesbian” she said. “I made your day did I? I could make your night too” I said, whilst walking away. Slightly turning my head so it’s not obvious I. Doc grinned, pleased at the obvious approval in Carson's eyes. Beth was surprised, too. She had expected a much older man.Carson was a good looking man, graying gracefully at the temples. He looked younger than his forty-three years, especially when he removed the Ben Franklin glasses he was wearing."I don't need these to see how beautiful you are," he said to Beth. She blushed. "Can I get you a drink?" Yes, I need one," she said without looking at Doc. "Whiskey on the rocks will be fine." She.