Reminds me of my hot friend. He was a fast jet pilot in the RAAF, but wanted a new challenge so he went for SAS selection. He passed selection the first time around and is now an operator. His wife, an amazing human, is a surgeon (and is stunning). They couldn’t have kids of their own, so they adopted; by all accounts, the kid came from a troubled background. I thought this kid could be their downfall, I even egged him on to do bad stuff when he was young. But no, the perfect son and student, he’s nearing the end of his first year at uni studying biochemistry. They succeed at everything, it makes me sick.