"My jaw nearly clenched at her mention of infantry. "A single squad? I should require atleast three to brush up against everything the Dawnies will be...sending at us once that installation has been raided."Enrica smirked derisively. "Equipping three squads for such a simple task is not financially justifiable, major. Since the Order's reinforcements are such a concern for you, I would suggest raiding their installation before they arrive."I had barely stammered a reply when she cut me off.. . he always smelled of some very exclusive cologne. And his expensive clothes and watches, and his silver BMW, apart from ofcourse me, gave one ample proof of exclusive tastes. I had turned 17, and the thought of building a career was already haunting me. I had done some escorting already, and just loved it. Tom told me time and again that if I wanted to join his club, I only needed to just tell him. Around July 2010 I mentioned to him if I could join his club as a dancer. It was a non alcohol. "Go and invite herin. You may address her as Ms. Anderson." Yes, Mistress Tate," he said, without much enthusiasm."GO!" she said impatiently, swatting his ass, and he hurried off toanswer the front door, his new dress swaying attractively, his highheels clicking on the hallway tiles as he set one foot in front of theother.He swung the door open to find Ms. Anderson on the step. A short,pretty brunette, she was dressed in a white blouse, black leatherpants, and a black leather jacket, looking. They actually had to delay, and wait for the state to finish clearing away the old bridge. They offered to clear it for the state, at a spec cost, but the state said 'no'. They had a company that would do that (truthful read: 'Had been grossly overpaid to do that, and were supplying kickbacks').In the meantime, I turned over all relevant contact material to the mayor and his office. I became the contact point for the bridge builders. Great thing, this 'delegation of authority', eh?In order not.