"Rachelle said that she could take it or leave it but that it certainly didn't bother her to do it again."So that's what the beer is for?" I asked, "Y...u really have been planning ahead haven't you Claire." Well" said Claire, "A few glasses of wine is going to do the trick is it? I figured bulk liquid was what we needed."We arrived at the cove in what seemed no time at all. I think it was the excitement we were all feeling that made the journey go so fast. Having parked and checked to see if. Triad Naval Base. Mr. Belting, you are in charge of that particular phase of this war. What can you tell me?"Matthew Belting was fifty-eight years old and a third generation Martian of American descent. He had served more than sixteen years in the WestHem Navy, the bulk of it aboard Owls and their predecessors. He was an expert in stealth space warfare and had achieved the highest rank of any Martian in history in the WestHem armed services; that of Lieutenant Commander. During the Jupiter War. Brenda phone at around 22:00hrs there was a knock on my door at 22:35hrs, I open the door to see Brenda standing there in a long black coat as I looked her up and down I could see she was wearing stockings or tights with high heels, she had her hair back in a french plait she looked amazing. “Like what you see” she asked “Very much so, you look far better than your picture” I replied “Please come in” As she walked pass me into the. “I hope that one day I will have a big pecker like yours. That thing looks huge compared to my little nub.”Annie ruffled his hair as she said, “It will. He had a little nub around this time last year. Just give it time.”She told me that she was fine with the boy helping her dry off, there wasn’t much he hadn’t already seen and she was starving. As I headed out the door she told me to see if I could wake Paula up and get her dressed. It would do her good to walk to get her food, even if I had to.