..when you two are done, could you send him over. I have something to ask him." Again that sing song entered my mine again-only this time louder. "Yea..., sure" I affirmed with a smile. She went inside her apartment, rather quickly,So when he came back upstairs, I followed him into our apartment. "When we our done here, she (pointing my finger to our neighbor's door) would like to ask you something." "Okay. Any idea what it is?" Lying I said: "Not a clue. No se." "All right-yeah this shouldn't. He offers to make us a nice dinner whileI get the massage, which gives him a decent view intothe den.You come over and after a little talk you set up themassage table and ask me to get ready. I have gottenmassages before so I knew the drill, I went and took offall my clothes and wrapped myself with a robe. I alsograbbed a large bath towel and came down. I realizedthat the bath towels at massage places are a lot biggerthen mine but figured mine would do. You were veryprofessional when I got down. She needed to be told. But I figured I’d wait till morning, when she wasn’t too tired to listen. “Can I ask you something, Mitch?” “Well, you didn’t give me much of a choice there, did you?” I joked. She didn’t smile, or laugh. “What is it, Imogen?” I asked instead, lifting her chin up with my finger. She blushed, and explained to me what she wanted. “I’m an anal virgin.” She had told me, “But I really want to experience it. With you...” She had stopped, letting the words sink in. I. That was why I had been selected, because I had a higher tolerance. It was a balance using bombers because we had to select military targets and avoid hitting civilians. My first week in southern Clar was an eye opener.The people did not look like defeated enemy, they seemed satisfied and even helpful. The Han colony forces were very effective and skilled. I was the starboard gunner and used a twelve millimeter minigun. My first flight went well and even with enemy fighters and firing from the.