What did you retire as?" Master Sergeant," he said. Master Sergeant E-8, that's nice. I left as an E-6 at eight years and he was the same. He became t...am leader when I called it quits."So how'd you get this gig?" I asked."I mustered out at Camp Pendleton and settled in Los Angeles with my daughter and grandson. A friend recommended me when he couldn't fit it in his schedule. So how about you? What happened after you got out?"I told him about my divorce after my daughter was two. I didn't go. "Ev, you were supposed to stop off and pick up donuts for the kids to take to school," she said angrily. "And my schedule has changed. I'm not going to be able to pick them up this afternoon. So you're going to have to do it. I also need one of your credit cards. Mine is past the limit again." She stood there in front of me as imperiously as if she'd been born a queen or at least elected president.There were several things that I wanted to say, but I didn't. As usual I just reached into my. ‘I cannot seem to stay awake,’ she mumbled. Moe knew exactly how she felt. Not much more than a week ago, he’d fought the same battle. ‘The medicine Miss Dale pushes will pull you dead to the curb. But it helps to dull the pain.’ ‘It seems to have dulled my brain as well. How did I get here?’ she asked. If Danja didn’t remember the details of last night, Moe wasn’t obliged to fill her in. ‘You were playing cocktail girl at a poker game. You seemed to need a break.’ ‘A poker game?’ ‘Something. Sliding back on was easier then.After twenty I pulled right off, and looked at David. He nodded while filming, and I slid back on.It became a routine, a pattern. I was basically fucking myself endlessly. At times I just closed my eyes, giving myself to the feeling of being totally filled, of being totally fucked. I tried to keep count, making sure I eased off each twenty. The pleasure of the full entry after each twenty, the incredible feeling of utter fullness each time was amazing. By some.