My brown hair came free. I brushed it out andrealized the over the last few months my once chin length hipster lookhad grown down almost my shoulders... I could actually style it into awoman's style. The color was all wrong but I could change that. True Ihad never bleached my hair or colored it but even if it didn't work outno was going to see. The thought of having my own gray silver hair wasmesmerizing. I wanted to do it, no I needed to do it.An hour later my phone pinged that the order. She said she had married a ranger who was soon to leave the service as he was offered a job as a truck driver that made more money than an E6. I told her I was glad (but really not) that she had found her love. She asked If my offer was good for the next night as her hubby was leaving on a field exercise the next day. We made plans to meet. The next evening she met me in town at a off the mainstream diner, She was dressed in a mid thigh skirt and silky blouse which I could clearly see she wore. As soon as my marriage blew up you couldn't see him for dust." I'm sorry to hear that Becky. You deserved better." Only someone as nice as you Jack, would say that. You deserved to be treated better than I did. Jack I'm sorry about all of that. I lost a good friend." Water under the bridge, Becky." Jack! Can I come and see you?" Yes, of course. When would be convenient?" I'm sitting in my car about half a mile from you. Would now be an imposition?" Come right round. I'll put the coffee on.". While Sergeant Cornplanter was gone, four men arrived from the Addison III National Guard. They were Park Rangers and Game Wardens, they clearly were outside men from their sunburned complexions, a sharp contrast to the Marines who were pale in comparison from duty on-board space ships with artificial light. Even the Army personnel were pale in comparison to these men who spent much of their time outdoors.They were all tall at between 5’-10’’ and 6’-0’’ or so and in very good shape. They also.