Just then, Emilie reappeared with the drinks.The two women took their seats. Emilie on the couch and Mavis in the easy chair across from her. I smiled..."I think maybe we've got things a little backwards here," I said. I was still standing. They looked askance at me."Shouldn't Mavis be sitting on the couch so I could sit next to her?" I said. Both of the women flushed."Oh—oh!" said Emilie. "Yes, yes, of course. I wasn't thinking. Just habit, I guess." They switched places. I moved to the couch. . 3 cuckoos + 9 cuckoos = 12 cuckoos—MIDNIGHT!)The next morning, when Bob asked Muffy what time she got in, she told him “Midnight.” He didn’t seem pissed in the least. “Whew, ” Muffy thought, “I got away with that one!”Then he said, “We need a new cuckoo clock.”“Why?” Muffy asked.“Well, ” Bob replied, “Last night our clock cuckooed 3 times, then said ‘oh shit, ’ and cuckooed 4 more times. Then it cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over. I strode down to the hall, found the right room, stepped in and yelled, "On your feet, sluts!" My English was excellent since I had grown up in Milwaukee. I walked down the row of cots, two of which were occupied by an officer and a girl in rutting congress under thin blankets. I pointed to a cute blonde with a fine rack and said, "Put a choke leash on her," turned on my heel and left.The orderly brought me the blonde in a couple of minutes, a chain collar on her neck and a long leash in her. She might have left school 2 years earlier, but she had kept the uniform and had brought it with her, that he knew for certain.Ten minutes later his 18 year old granddaughter entered the lounge. She was wearing that red blazer and grey skirt with a white blouse and white knee high socks. She had put her long brown hair up into a pony tail.Doug licked his lips, he couldn’t believe this was happening.Jenny stood a few feet away from him,“Nice Grandpa?”Doug simply said,“Stunning.”“Look,” she said.