“Sold!” she said, closing her notebook and gathering her things.I exchanged a look with Pete, who was sitting nearby, as Jason got up and he and F...an went off together.“When did THAT start?” Sandy asked with a laugh.“About twelve seconds ago!” Pete replied from his spot at the next table over.“I need a shoulder massage,” Sandy sighed, rubbing her neck.“I’d be happy to!” Kurtis called out from his seat next to Pete at the other table.“Not!” Sandy said with a smile.Kurtis frowned slightly,. After four rings it went to her voicemail. I left another message.Just before it was time to leave, my phone finally rang, and I saw by the caller id that it was Marissa’s cell. “Hey, where you’ve been?” I asked.“Over at Tony’s like I told you.” I thought that she sounded overly defensive.“I’ve tried calling all day long.”“Well, I forgot my cell phone at home.” Now she sounded petulant. I didn’t know what to say.“Well, I’m on my way home. Would you like for me to stop and bring dinner. My height is 5’11.Let’s come to the story. Recently I was traveling to the Jaipur for work.I decided to try tinder while there.I started talking to a local girl, I introduced her to snap chat,She enjoyed the idea of text, video and pictures disappearing.I think that made her comfortable chatting openly,She told me she had never kissed a man, held hands with a man let alone been physical with a man.We talked for a few days, exchanged snaps, she was inquisitive about sexual things which I happily. Any one else get splashed with that shit?"There were assurances that everyone was ok."RDO ... Commanding General, please. I'll wait." Johnny?" General ... we need to alert DC ... let's go private." Private was a prearranged signal between the Colonel and the Base Commander. Channels were changed ... scramble put in effect. A few words were spoken conforming to protocol. ID numbers exchanged and the conversation began."Sir, some manner of effluent was dropped or dumped on F-22 aircraft assigned.