" You smiled and moved a little closer, "You know, I've always loved football." "And football players too I'm guessing." I said. "Definitely that." St...nding where we were in shadows I saw the last of the coaching staff leave the locker rooms and head to the parking lot, none of them noticing us standing there. "Want to go inside and talk some more?" "I'd love to." You followed me into tI musky, dim locker room. Towels lay s**ttered, moisture hung in the air from the recently used showers. I. At your suggestion, I made the call for him, to the Commander of the Medical Unit that was to staff the field hospital. The Chief of Staff is now ensuring that the Medical Unit Commander has all the support he needs to open the hospital before those rescued arrive. I could have let Calvin make the call, but I suspect that having my office initiate the arrangements will ensure that the medics are ready. So now you know a little more about what prompted the events you just saw. We don't expect. He was confused, but then again, so was I. Lucy and I became friends – sort of – at school. We had the same taste in music and clothes, and we were both popular with boys. We’d often sit together and eat together, and sometimes in gym class we would work in partners, as we were expected to do. Jokingly we would compliment each other’s bodies and laugh about who was checking us out in the gym. It was fun, but the whole time, all I wanted to do was push her against the wall, pull down her panties. "Where's Kathy?" Scott asked when Sandra arrived alone."She's furious, positively livid," Sandra replied with a smile, "but she had to go on a field trip with her class at school. She'd planned to cut it, and I didn't know about it until her teacher called last night. I insisted she go." Well, we'll get along without her, but I want you to know that she's been a real help in all of this." I'm glad to see her get out of that damned apartment," Sandra remarked. "But I think we'll have to be.