Even the Grocery List, was ripped and torn into tiny pieces. I think the reasoning behind that destruction ... If they can't prove who they are, no on... will listen.Our phone book was missing but it was found in the trunk of a third car. I can imagine the holy hell the people who were in our book would have gone through if the book hadn't been found.We were due in Alameda. The boat was a mess. We were out of uniform and out of uniforms. The Admiral said, "Son, you need to get up to San. We had been friends for years, so I was sad about it.My friend, who is a lesbian, and I went out drinking quite often. We often went out drinking and hung out at bars, judged people from a distance. My friend was exactly that, so my ex said she could stay the night if we got too drunk.My friend, who was smoking hot, was thin with long black hair. Soft tanned skin, with luscious lips and a tongue piercing. I had seen her breasts accidentally before, and knew they were perfect, perfectly. I'm not married or anything." She had tried living with a couple of men, boys really, little more than boys, wealthy ones, college boys,, but they couldn't take it, couldn't keep her satisfied in bed or pay her bills.She never bought anything cheap and seldom looked at a price tag. The angora sweater she had on cost more than $200 but she hadn't paid for it. She had been the part-time mistress of a very wealthy man for several months, but decided his odd tastes in sex were more than she wanted. I was told that it was going to take most of the day, but I didn’t really believe it at first and when we got back to the exam room, a couple of hours had already passed.The next part of the exam seemed to be just a standard checkup. They checked my reflexes, eyes, ears and listened to my heart. Right after, we were off again to another part of the building. I had to lay down and was placed in a large circular machine so that they could scan my body. It felt like I was in there forever. I could.