I got up in the morning and hurried to the diner, more to see Kani than to have breakfast. As usual, she was busy with the breakfast crowd so we didn'... have much time for conversation. We did manage to solidify our plans for dinner in the evening.I lingered over breakfast. Once again I reminded myself of a silly schoolboy, happy just to be in the room with Kani. But finally I had to go. I've been worthless at work lately. It's about time I started pulling my weight around there.I called Clark. While grinding my ass on the seat, keeping the session going. A text message arrives, giving me link to a website... a flickr account.. a PUBLIC flickr account!! I open the link and see that its the pictures I just sent out... I feel so exposed, but I can't stop.. don't want to stop, I want more, but my ass is sore, my nipples numb. A private note in my flickr account says "from now on every time you text me your pictures will go to this account and you WILL send pictures" I click back to the. After I reached the marker, I turned and began to head north into the rock formation itself. My thoughts returned to that night years ago. I had pulled my arm out and continued to stumble around in the dark. I had taken my bow, moved it from side to side in front of me to make sure I would not stumble on something in front of me I could not see. I had gone for a few meters when I had come across a fork. A gust of wind chose that time to pick up and blow my bow down the left fork. I went in the. I am Sgt. Haggerty, formerly of the United States Army." Good day, Sgt. Haggerty. I understand that you wish to interview me. I must say right now that you will only get my full name and pay-book number." That's OK. I am not after military information, anyway. I want to explain your current situation and to make you an offer I hope you won't refuse. Please sit down. Would you care for coffee? ... Excellent, Beth, please bring in our coffee ... Sgt. Ferber, I'd like for you to meet my wife,.