"Couldn't help it – I mocked her a little. "Yeah, suuuure you were!" I grinned at her, "And Queequeg asked if you'd like eggs Benedict for breakfast...again this morning!"She just looked at me and sighed. "You're not going to cut me any slack at all, are you, Cap'n? Didn't know I'd signed on with a slave driver for this voyage!" She sat up and stretched, "What time is it, anyway? You didn't let me oversleep, did you?" Started to crawl out of her sleeping bag. And that tee-shirt thingie was up. ‘It happened while I was in the service. We were in some shit hole third world country and three assholes decided it would be cool to blow up our motor pool. I was working late on a Humvee, saw them, and tried to stop them. The scar is a result of that confrontation.’ ‘Were they able to blow up the motor pool? Is that where you got the scar?’ Cyn wanted the whole story, I guess. ‘No they forgot or didn’t know that every U.S. Marine is a trained rifleman, even motor pool mechanics. My training. He knew she was ready for what he had planned next. He signaled to someone who had been waiting in a booth to the side. As his friend approached he pulled away from Sally, “I want you to meet a very special friend of mine.”Sally looked over at the tall muscular man and waved. She wondered where he came from but her brain was too fuzzy from the lust and the drinks. “Sweetie, this is Lucas. He is a long time customer and friend.”“Hi,” she smiled at him, “I’m Sally nice to meet you.”Jackson turned. S. would "extend our hand in friendship to these new allies in peace and democracy". This, of course, was the cornerstone of a new era in human and Im'tarev history. Their conversation covered every topic from the history of the 1900's-1940's to religion and politics to family life. From those 2 ½ hours, we learned enough about the Im'tarev at the time to say that they were worthy allies and that they held the same core values we did.Event Date: 8-12-1948Event Description:After repairs on the.