.. and fewer people ... maybe Rota wasn’t anything like Guam. Rota wasn’t all that far... 47 nmi (nautical miles) and the wind was in our favor.We...t Harbor Marine could and would supply us with diesel but ... Kohatsu, the diesel engine and implement supplier, would sell us fuel in refillable seven gallon yellow plastic jerrycans at half the price ... and we could keep the drums. Even better, they delivered ... so. Instead of refueling our tanks, we bought the 24.5 liter containers and lined the. C. back then.Dinner forgotten, daddy came around to my chair and enfolded me in his arms, stroking my hair. "I'm sorry, Alexandra. We don't have much of a choice. Home is where the Army sends us, not where we would like to go. For the next couple of years, Ft. Belvoir will be home. It will be all right. I promise! I will be back to get you from Grandpa Schloss' as soon as possible," he murmured comfortingly, though I barely heard a word. "They don't get to see you very often and they were. .... you know where?" I then asked, but looking down towards herpanties, then back waiting an answer."Yes certainly you can sweetheart," came with a charming smile.I wanted to please Mummy as she had me and after so many tries. I knew thishas got to be the time. Lovingly I stroked over her elegant petticoatedbody, offering little kisses as I did so. Kneeling adoringly beside herlegs, I looked back for her approval to continue. But all I saw was mygracious mother lying there with eyes closed. By. . and a shut mouth. I turned and headed for the Salon. "Greetings Roger, so glad you could make it, and on time too." Chantelle held out her hand to me. I thought she was going to shake it, but she pulled Me close to her. My cheek was crisply kissed. I looked around and found myself right in the middle of a circle of people. So much for anonymity. "Roger I would like to introduce you to some of my friends." I nodded, scanning all the smiling faces. Everyone seemed so friendly. "This is Mistress.