Sighing, I pulled the nightie over my head and put it the washing basketthat had been placed by the door. I examined the items of clothing thatshe'd l...ft. First was a pair of pink and white knickers with heartpatterns all over and trimmed with a tiny bit of lace. If anything, theywere more girlie than the pair I had on, but I rationalised that itdidn't matter because no-one would see them anyway. I took the old pairoff and quickly put the new ones one.Next I picked up the leggings and held them. . later ... Morgan’.Since I had been riding new territory because I was bored, I was happy to hear from Morgan. Also, since there had never been any involvement with her, it seemed like a simple mission. No personal complications. I had only to do my job, and not to worry about what went on in the Spa.I finished my planned ride with a stop at Little Caesar’s. I slipped the pizza into my recently purchased book bag backpack. It differed from the backpacking back pack, in that it didn’t expand. A lot of the guys up front during that first firefight were grateful for the pressure I took off of them. I ended up with a Silver Star and a purple heart from my first action in battle.Two days later in what became a moderately involved campaign, I had occasion to get separated from my unit and I came upon four gooks sitting at an RPD (7.62mm machine gun) slightly down from my position. I was 30 meters to their rear and the sound of the gun was so deafening that they were not ever aware of my. Hopefully, up on the grade, they could develop a more even pace. One down; Josh had figured he needed to pass about a dozen teams, more if possible, in the easy passing area between the start and Warsaw.By the time he was well past Conger, the flashing yellow highway construction light and barricade that marked the trail leaving the lake was coming up on them, and the team raced past it and shot up the crossover trail, hardly slowing down. The crossover had been plowed out since he'd last come.