In a magical moment I’m proud of my womanly form, proud that I turn heads with my femininity. Proud that of the arousal that I’m so easily capable...of creating in everybody. In that magical moment I’m eager to allow those who want to, to enjoy me...absolutely enjoy me! Suddenly, the months of fear, acceptance, want and intrigue come alive and my heart rate explodes, beating faster and faster as the moment of truth begins. The first moment must be sooo near. You have gone absolutely quiet, your. I run my ass off toward the mess tent...Present – Todd – At the cabinI'm thankful we're lying down as there's a huge explosion which could have hurt us if we were standing. I push to get Ira off me and surprisingly, she falls right off of me and to the ground. I quickly realize she's unconscious. I kneel over her and perform a quick physical assessment. I turn her over (onto her stomach) and can't believe what the hell happened! I take off my backpack and quickly begin to work while trying to. She rarely used it in any type of hospital/clinic setting. Again, she was trying to keep a low profile.It was up to one of us to make an appointment and see her. That job fell to me. Tom would accompany us in his 'almost there' state. He would attend my appointment, and would be there in case I wanted him.When I showed up for my appointment, I gave a song and dance. She checked me out. When she was finished she said she could find nothing wrong with me."Trying to get out of work, Mr. Garner?". A beautiful black, strapless dress with a full length skirt. It had been laid out on her bed with a note that read: Wear me Be ready at 8 And as she had entered her bathroom there was a box with a similar note attached to it. Inside was a diamond necklace and matching earrings. And at eight pm he had knocked on her door, their door, wearing a black suit and carrying a white rose. A limousine in the street behind him. And now she stood one hand holding a flute of champagne the other.