" Well, you hurt me." I..." I thought you'd be real happy to see me. I wanted to meet you at the door and kiss you and have you hold me and find out h...w our days went like real people. Instead I get questioned about why I'm here. And told you can always go to Sara. I'm trying to believe there's nothing between the two of you but you seemed like you didn't want me around and then you shoved that in my face. And then the thing about peeing. Like I could help myself when you wouldn't stop tickling. . we’re on the way home to get my stuff, then Haley’ll drop me off.” Pause. Little whine. “No, Mom, I understand totally. He’s gotta do those things if he wants to get ahead.” Pause. “Okay. Me ‘n’ you tonight. You gonna bring me home in the morning or do you want Dad ‘n’ Haley to come get me?” Pause. “No, seriously ... They’re planning a social at the airfield.” Pause. “Mom, I can’t really fly by myself and Dad hasn’t got his private license yet. I’ll be careful.” Pause. “NO, that one just flew. There was plenty of laughter and sake at the sushi dinner and one of her teammates had even made an awkward attempt at asking for Heather’s personal cell phone number as the group straggled to their cars in the nearly-empty parking lot. Heather had firmly but good-naturedly deflected the request, climbing into her Nissan and safely managed the drive to her apartment despite a slight buzz from the rice wine.Heather closed and locked the door, kicking her heels off with a sigh of relief as she. Girls do love a guy in uniform, Michelle thought, an image of her dad standing tall and strong in his freshly-pressed uniform popping into her mind. Daddy's actually pretty ruggedly attractive for an older guy, she mused dreamily. She definitely saw what her mom had seen in him. Her hand drifted down to play with herself a bit, thinking of the strong arms that had held her as she grew into the woman she was today, but she didn't let herself get too distracted by her usual fantasizing about her.