"Ma'am?" He asked."Wha... What?" You can go now, you're clean," he said with a bit of a wink and asmirk."Oh... um... Yeah," I said softly, somehow fi...ally landing on my femalevoice, a perfect pitch of flintiness, softness and femininity. The typeof a voice a man would hear and instantly fall in love with, wanting tohear as often as possible."Oh, um," I stammered. "Thank you." Any time," he said with a wink.I walked out of shrouded area and gave a slight look over my shoulderback at the man;. This was one of your under-eight games from a couple of weeks ago. It seems you impressed some of the parents. This particular mom wanted your name and phone number to ask if you would be interested in giving some private soccer lessons to her children. Since it's not our policy to just give out telephone numbers, I told her I would call you and give you her name and number, and if you were interested, you would call her instead. She agreed to that, so I have her information if you would like. The whole of the old city is shot through with ‘em, put ‘ere by the folks who first built th’ city. They pop up in all kinds of odd places, and a big fancy buildin’ like yonder manor probably ‘as a hidden entrance in th’ basement. We skip the guards, jus’ ‘ave to worry about the servants and folks on the inside.”I thought about her proposed plan. It sounded like a good way to get around the guarded entrance and keep the city watch out of it, except... “We’re going to have to lure the guards. Anyway about the monkey, John had a jacket on because it was very cold in January in New Jersey, so we had to take one of his other jackets and put on the monkey, so he wouldn't be cold. John was not quite three then and to keep him quiet and satisfied we did and got quite a few looks with him hugging that monkey all through that flight.Once we arrived at RAF Mildenhall and were processed in, we were divided up and bused to our new bases, and we were taken to the NCO club and once more.