Hard to imagine a girl that young would know James Brown, but that’s what she played. Lots of bass. Lots of soul.“Okay, now it’s time for me to ...pen my presents. Bring ‘em on girls.”“It doesn’t work that way, Bill. We’re going to be doing the opening for you.”I don’t think he heard me. He was watching Kayla dancing by herself and she was really getting into it. Pretty easy to do when JB is playing “Get Up Like a Sex Machine.” Wow, if she ever got out of public relations, she could make a. Understands completely, and will be happy to see us after Christmas,"Katie finished her sentence, though not quite in the way Tommi hadstarted. "So get back to studying, and after your final, we can getpacked and hit the road." Okay," Tommi reluctantly agreed. "But I've got an appointment at theclinic after my final, and then packing, and it's about a 7 hour drive."Katie nodded. "Yup. Long day tomorrow, so get studying, then get somesleep. I have a feeling we're going to need it."Tommi. "Do you want to get a hotel?" I asked getting hard seeing that sex may be in our near future."I don't want to spend the money, and I'm not tired." She said all business."Is there a rest stop soon." I said as I placed my hand into her lap and just started to squeeze everything I could."I just saw the sign, and it's like 50 miles or something like that." She said biting her lip."Just pull over." I said very serious."Mmkay." She said as she put her blinker on and pulled over the rumble strips and. She admired his large library somehow feeling oddly out of place in the house of a soldier. He explained he held a PhD in crusader history. They spent their days walking the beach and having picknicks and their evenings making love in front of the huge fireplace. They did not talk about Theresa going home. After a week he went to work again at the local armybase. One day when she was home alone, sipping tea and reading a book in English about Richard Lionhearth someone knocked on the door. A.