’ ‘I see.’ Edna Mayfield began to tremble, her eyes welled with tears. ‘Edna, couldn’t you at least talk to him. He doesn’t have classes u...til tomorrow afternoon, and I could send him to your house straight away. Edna? Edna?’ Edna Mayfield’s right fist was pulled up tightly to her face, she was biting the clinched index finger of her left hand, and trying unsuccessfully to hold back the racking sobs she knew were coming. She spoke into the telephone now in ragged breathless whispers. ‘All. "Have you been hypnotizing me in my sleep, Grendel? Bad kitty." Prrrrrrrrr..."While his coffee brewed, Luke tried to retrieve the threads of the dream, but they seemed to unravel as he pulled on them, leaving nothing but an impression of a sultry voice murmuring commands in his ear. He'd had very similar dreams several times that week, and twice had built sexy morning fantasies around them. His hand brushed against the front of his pants as he imagined a curvy dominatrix in black silk robes. Neither wound was life threatening, but in this heat and humidity, they needed to be treated promptly before they became infected.The CO took Lieutenant Tamusarit, the Platoon Leader and an interpreter into his office. They were in there for around half an hour. At 2100 hrs., the CO talked to Tasty Rabbit 3 about the incident, and I had a pretty good idea of what had happened before Lieutenant Tamusarit came into the commo bunker after the CO departed."I must speak with you, Sergeant Baker," he. The other girl was from somewhere up in Canada, living with American relatives to allow her to go to school here. She was, of all things, a math major. Not exactly what one thought of when the word "Cheerleader" came to mind. Isobel snorted again. What a silly thought. Sometimes the hardest things to spot were your own prejudices, even as you complained about other people's. She shifted to a more comfortable position and closed her eyes.The two roommates in the far back were huddled together,.