‘I visited a prostitute,’ he said after a moment. ‘Eighteen months after I left Elsie here. I told her not to speak, I kept my eyes closed, and ... imagined she was my wife. Is that what you wanted to hear, Ms. Graves?’ ‘How many times?’ Ms. Graves’ voice was filled with cruel satisfaction. Ronald couldn’t even speak, he just held up four fingers. ‘Not bad, Mr. Mercer,’ she said. ‘Not the best that’s ever been in here, but you certainly beat the average. Perhaps it’s unfair of me, but I weigh it. " ... no significant change in either heart rate or blood pressure." Ten thousand volts for ten seconds." CLEAR!" ... zzzztttzztttzzttttt... ... another war. There's always another war. Just wait long enough and one is bound to come along.The Army wasn't going to call me back; that much I knew. Not with the kind of notation I had on my DD 214.Even so, I suggested to the big brass at the Pentagon that it might be a good idea for me to go to Afghanistan. I could find out for them where Bin Laden. We arrived at “CJ’s” and went in as planned. Carol was sitting in the private booth and we acted like we knew each other, kissed and sat down. We both were staring at a big titted redhead dancing sensuously on the stage. We ordered drinks and Carol got hornier and hornier as each girl came up and danced. A skinny tall brunette with really small tits danced for us and she went nuts and began talking about what a beautiful body she had, how her small tits looked so “boyish”. The girl did have a. Destinee had on one of those new bras that are specially designed to give the full rounded look to a woman's breasts but there was no question from looking at her overall nicely shaped figure that she had an impressive rack on her chest.I continued to follow Destinee over the months and never ventured to check whether she was attached to a man or not. Of couse, she could have been bisexual or a lesbian too but from the way she conducted herself I was pretty sure she was interested in guys. I'll.