It didn't occur to her that those thoughts werepurely female."It's perfect for you, Megan," Robyn said with a smile. She pulled herfriend's shoulders ...ack and gathered her dark brown hair up on top of herhead. "You'll absolutely knock them dead, girl." You think?" Megan asked, turning slightly to see her backside in themirror. Her expression was thoughtful as she searched for imperfections."I know," Robyn said with finality. "With a pair of strappy sandals, somesilver jewelry, and a whole lot. My cousin Brianna’s coming back. Apparently, her marriage has hit the skids and she wants me to take her back in. I think that she should live with us and everything. And she should get her job back at the store, at least for now. That’s another source of income, another part of the profits that we can put back into the household funds. Any thoughts?” I informed my new family.“Yeah, well, that’s a solid reason to move in together, all of us, and share a larger house. Of course, I hope that. It was 2330 when I glanced down at my watch, six and a half hour until my relief arrives. I was cold, hungry and want a cigarette really bad, but wasn’t going to make that mistake again. You see I had been in country about seven weeks when I went on maneuvers for the first time. It was about 0200 and I was on guard duty, and decided to have a smoke. I lit my cigarette under my poncho and proceeded to smoke it, cupping it in my hand. It wasn’t more than a couple of minutes later I felt something. Clutching her weapon she knew what she had to do. Problem was if the host was still alive she'd kill them also.Sighing, she might be a killer and a thief but she had a code. No one died unless they were: one, a job. Two, had pissed her off to no end. Three, they just needed killing in the worst way. All three of these rules applied to a hell of a lot of the males out there. At least half the females and almost no children. There were a few cases but those weren't really kids.Even as she watched.