" It can't be that bad," Ruth said sympathetically."You don't understand and I can't tell you," Regan said. "I promised him I would keep it a secret. ...ut it's not going to matter because my mother knows and in a day or two, the whole fucking world will hear the news." Is it bad?" Ruth asked."I don't think so but my opinion doesn't matter," Regan said. "Andy and his mother might think it's bad and that's all that is important. I haven't even met Camille Drayton and I'm already screwing up a life. They had also had a son and two daughters.It looked like there was not a lot wrong with Michael’s ability to sire kids. Strangely, I didn’t feel anything for Michael when I looked at his current pictures. It had only been a year and a half for me, but he was now twenty-two years older and a different man from the one I knew.I looked up the son and found he was a hotty just as his father had been. He was called Mike and was about twenty-one. He was attending the same university that Michael and. “You’re too late, the mission has already started; we are in the field crossing into Mexico,” I replied.I had the same concerns about identifying the parts but there was a solution.What I knew that Frank did not know was Robert had found detailed color photographs of every component of the W87 warhead, even down to the mil spec part numbers stamped on them on the dark web. I had them all loaded on my phone. I also had two radiation detectors one I had borrowed from the customs officers at. I was like a dead body and got my breathe back. I thought that it was my first and also last night. The one who was playing with my belly got up to my breasts and played with them. He said “Nee pallu baga chinnave na lanja vatini peddavi chesuko neeku bright future vuntadi andru ninnu dengalani egabadataru”(your breasts are small make them large so that every one will like to fuck you).I have not enough energy to say anything. Like that I slept like that I didn’t know that what ever they did to.