I asked the civilians to stay together so that we grunts could surround them and provide a protective screen as we flew, but that made as much impress...on as all of my other remarks had. OK, we would protect the few that had believed me and paid attention, and the rest of them could take their chances. I was not going to rope them together and tie their hands so that they were protected in spite of themselves.The armor experts wanted to see one of these pillboxes, so we headed for some that had. He appreciates full-figured women. He's 5'10" so I'm almost has tall as he is. He says I have an infectious laugh and a pleasant face, but I think it's my red hair that got his attention. That and my D-cup breasts. Duh!Rachel always schedules her conference before mine so we can meet up at his office. Rachel my opposite. She's short, with small breasts, and a little heart-shaped butt. She wears tight jeans, western cut blouses, and Tony Llama cowboy boots. She intimidates other students with. He promised to let me know the moment there’s any news.”There was a pause in the conversation while I processed that. Jo was still missing and the police were likely barking up the wrong tree. But it wasn’t all bad news. Not only did the police no longer consider me a suspect, but they had to have seen the elderly woman walking after Jo at a spritely pace. At a minimum, surely they’d want to identify and question her.For Marcus to be convinced I was gay, I must have been pointed out to him in. ." I'm teasing. Let me call Randy. He'd be thrilled to meet you. He used to tease me all the time that you had no connection to me whatsoever, that I made it up." She pulled out her cell phone and speed dialed her friend.I looked at the stack of letters. Some post dated my mentor's death. They had been opened."You read my letters, I mean the ones..."She raised a finger to silence me. "Can you come over? No I left early. I can't tell you why. It's a surprise. No, I'm fine. Hurry." She shut off.