We made small talk and I could not get over how hot Zola looked. We finished dinner and my husband said for us to go to the den and he would do the di...hes and clean up after dinner. I carried our wine glasses to the den and we sat and sipped wine and started making out. Zola told me how nice I looked and I told him hot handsome he looked. My three glasses of wine was making me mellow and very flirty as I rubbed his leg and snuggled up to him. He was soon exploring every inch of my body. I took. Over a couple months I gave finally gave him what he needed. He made an outline on some of the stories but wanted to do a long piece about the weeks that led up to and included that weekend before Thanksgiving in 1992.That was to be "Carree Loves Billy."I agreed to hand over the diaries and let him read them when we started the stories. The only things in them that he didn't already "really" know about were, the "blanket party" and watching Kim's video. I credit that video as sort of an oral. I wrapped my hands around her, and started to feel her breasts again. As soon as we got to the hotel room and door closed, we started to kiss, and move towards the 10 inch foam bed. While moving towards the bed, we kissed and undressed. This time she knew and did not take of her bra. She knew I liked to take bra’s off. So she kept it on.“I want to try something, something that you will just love, I hope”. Her eyes lit up “Whats that, tell me”, I increased her curiosity, “I want to be inside of. ‘‘Just why did JBG have so many men involved in a French operation? France has a large military, couldn’t they have handled it?’’ Candy said sarcastically.‘‘JBG is the unifying security force supporting the Pact countries and drawing together police and their military when necessary only in terrorist matters. JBG allows the appearance of normalcy in domestic affairs by doing that and maintaining secrecy. In this case - by luck - we even had operatives inside. Less than one hundred French.