We heard the lady gasp in disgust and come out of a stall and walk to the one we were in, she tried to open the door but couldn't, thank god she locke... the door when she closed it.“Excuse me is there someone in here?”“Uh yes its occupied!” Rita said trying not to sound like she was fucking.“Could I use that stall really quick? There's only one other with a door and the toilet is stopped up.”“Not right now, I'm still in here. Give me a minute and I'll come out.”“Well how much longer are you. I stayed behind."Colonel, a moment please?" Of course. Is there a problem?" No sir. I have a favor to ask." I took out my letter and handed it to him. "If I don't make it back, would you send this on for me?" Don't start thinking like that, Sergeant. That's a damn good way to get yourself killed."I smiled at him. He looked shocked. I guess he'd never seen me smile in all the time I'd been with his unit."Colonel, I'm gonna let you in on a little family secret. The reason I'm such a good killer. "You must let me know when these pains appear so that I can help relieve them." I have been experiencing some lower back pain today that I dismissed as being fatigue." That will undoubtedly occur as well, but don't be surprised if there are jolts of unexpected agony." How encouraging," I laughed. It wasn't funny."Do not fear, Hero Lincoln. It may take a year until you are fully rehabilitated, but I will be here every step of the way," she said. "I will do my best to distract you from any pain.". Susan smiled at me, as if reading my thoughts, and we started walking toward Mr. Kestrel’s house.After two solid days of packing, we didn’t have much left to do. It was more than we could finish in one morning, but the end was in sight. Susan estimated that we had about a day and a half of work left. I was daydreaming about how much money I was going to make, and what I could spend it on, when Susan playfully jabbed me in the ribs.“You thinking about Stacy?” she asked.I blushed and shook my.