Any man who fails any element of the training will be brought back to this facility, transformed as Porto was, and then recycled into a female flight....He paused, while I considered the implications of what he said.A brief digression here: in basic training, one of the worse fates that can befall a recruit is to be 'recycled' - that is, kicked out of your own flight, and made to join a 'newer' flight that was not as far along in the training schedule. Every day of training completed means one. Ed told her that he would have whatever she was having and she went back into the house and returned with two rocks glasses filled with Scotch on the rocks.Ed took a sip of the Scotch before he spoke, "The police have the murderer of your husband. Sam Hornsby killed George. George was taunting him about drugging Ann and raping her along with several of his friends. Sam said that George was on drugs and he was waving a gun around and when he grabbed it the gun went off and George was hit. Sam. " Kyra's fairly recent references to me as Saint Cate and Sister Cate had given me the idea to use a pseudonym. Kyra was the only one who had ever called me Cate. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Cate. You are very beautiful." "Thank you. Is there anything I can get for you to help you prepare." "A warm wet washcloth from the bathroom, please." I got the cloth and returned. When I saw that he planned to wash his cock with it, I offered to do that for him. I accepted the cloth from him and he was. So I buy a plane ticket online. On the day of I go to the airport, check in my baggage with my tent and all my stuff. Find my gate.There's no many people here, just me and 20 something women, their age seem to range from 18 to 26 and they are beautiful. All of them wearing summer dresses in various colors, I overhear them talk about which bands they'll see. They are going to the Summer Music Festival!After 30 minutes of working up the courage to talk to them the announcement is made, I board.