“Great actually...” I’m barely listening to myself talk as my mind wonders off. “Really? Why was it so great? Usually you hate school!” My ...om sounds very surprised. In fact, I’m also surprised at how much fun school was today. Blocking out my mother, I think back to second period, math, where I received a text from Cassie. “Hey sis, meet me in the science wing bathroom in 10. Need to talk about yesterday.” My mind quickly starts racing. Does she know about me and dad? Oh god she must have. Wings plus my Harvard degree would put me on the fast track to being a flag officer. Besides, I had been given meaningful work to do and still consider my six years on active duty as the best job I’ve ever had (other than husband, dad, and granddad). I was going ‘with the flow’, keeping the world safe for democracy and pursuing my avocations of eradicating the twin curses of celibacy and virginity, smoking fine Maduro cigars, and drinking 12 year-old Irish Whiskey (which I still do). I was to. I started to find that out when out of the blue, she phoned me up asking if I was enjoying the book and could we meet up to discuss it as she would greatly appreciate the views of younger person. We met in a local hotel – all very prim and proper – for afternoon tea. She asked what I thought of ‘ladies who say no’. ‘Well Lorraine, I appreciate that it was a totally time and women then had a difficult time especially if they were single and like you in their early sixties. They were, I suppose. When they got their nuts off in her face they all came back into the club, everyone talking about they wished they had been on the recieving end of that show. She came back over and kneeled down on my right side and as the night went on she woulld get up and get our drinks, and snacks as we wanted. Her boything just sit against the wall and watched her do Everything we told her to. At onetime she crawled under the table and sucked us all off one at a time. Some of the guys would get up and.
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