Upon dressing however, they were informed by a servant at their door that their presence was needed in King Farzan’s quarters at the top of the towe... in the middle of the courtyard. Knowing this must be something of extreme importance, they walked hurriedly to the tower and began the long elevator ride up to the top. As the elevator stopped, a pair of guards greeted them, clad in armor and wielding fierce-looking battleaxes.“Please, come in. His Excellency is expecting you,” one of them said,. " Oh, okay," said Patricia, sitting on her bed. She finished drying her hair and put it up in a ponytail, and then gave me a playful smile. "I owe both of you so much. Eric, do you have to rush back?" Uh, no. My evening is free. Something you need?" Well, kind of." Patricia surprised me by blushing. "I was wondering, if I could return... if I could show my appreciation." She hesitated, and then gave me a burst of a smile. "Could I give you a backrub?" Oh wow. Really?" Yeah. Just a simple. Wait until I get you alone later!" Why fifteen, Hamish?" Oh, it's a pretty safe bet that out of that many, one will do well enough in life to pay for us to have a very comfortable old age in the South of France! And if that doesn't work out, my gorgeous Jen's daughters should be beautiful enough to command a really good price from an Arab Sheikh!"We all laughed. Here was Hamish, only a month after meeting Jen for the first time, talking about them growing old together. And I didn't think he was. Michelle decided to take her final days in the Army as leave. In trying to pass the time, they had grown tired of being hit upon by all the male GI's when they tried to windowshop in the town outside of Fort Polk's main gate. The same problem arose, although magnified, in trying to stop somewhere and have a drink. Thus the present plan had been formed. They were riding in Michelle's old '95 mustang convertable and had an iced down twelve pack. They were on their way to the closed down "North.