“You should be!” Clarissa said, mimicking and paraphrasing Yoda. “You should be!”We all laughed, then finished eating. Clarissa helped clean u..., and when the dishes were done and put away, she hugged us both and left the apartment. Tasha locked the door, pulled down the blinds, and turned to me.“No clothes for the next eleven hours!” she declared, unbuttoning her sun dress and letting it fall away.I needed no further encouragement and quickly removed my clothes as I watched her remove her bra. I'm sure she could tell something else was going on here but she just nodded and went off to her room. I got up and staggered back to the bathroom. I alternated hot and cold water until I felt more alive then scrubbed off the sweat. Fifteen minutes later I was back in the kitchen sitting down to a full breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, and a really huge glass of orange juice. I made the bus with seconds to spare and stared out the window all the way to school. The images I had seen just kept. Oh, I may slap a girl around a bit if she tries to short me on a night's take, but I don't beat 'em up. It don't make no sense. You beat a girl up and she can't work. She can't work, you don't make no money, you know what I mean?" Do they try to hold out on you very often?" Naw, they know it ain't worth it." Do you take any of your ladies to your own bed?" 'Course. That is, the "A" team. The "B" team, naw, not so much." Are you afraid of disease?" Not with my best girls. I tell 'em all to get. His phone rang two minutes early notifying him that he had a visitor at the gate. Bobby made a call to notify the escort he had previously arranged.Kirby Wallace was given a vehicle pass and told to park in a designated space just inside the gate and await his escort. He had barely pulled into the spot when there was a tap on the passenger door window. Kirby disengaged the door lock and a uniformed Air Force captain jumped into the seat beside him.“Deputy Marshal Wallace?” the officer.