"You. Word for word."Marie frowned. "She said that she's very sorry that her son has taken up with such an obnoxious American. We do not discuss such ...hings at during meals. And anyone who would call her son what you did isn't welcome in her home."I nodded. "Yeah, I figured as much. Tell her I understand that and we'll be out of here in the morning anyway, but if she'd like, I'll leave now." We're not heartless, M. Jons. There is nowhere for you to go tonight." Marie conceded."Not your. I think you did the right thing. At least your daughters will be talking to you tomorrow,” the bartender said. He looked at the two men and said, “That doesn’t mean you have to like those boys. You can growl and glower at them all you want.”That was advice Greg was going to take to heart. He looked over at Jack and said, “Jack, I give you permission to call my son what ever names you might see fit this evening. Hell, I’ve been calling the little shit that spent the afternoon with my daughter. The two finished their rounds as usual. On the edge of the settlement was an armored personnel carrier, the seats removed for ammunition transport. Uri glanced around. "Looks like we're the only ones on duty tonight."A thought flashed through Ilana's head. She took her helmet off her head, and shook her long brown hair out. She drew in close to Uri's ear. "Why don't we make sure everything's clear inside the APC."Uri turned to her, a grin displayed on his face. Without a word they strode. If this was the last thing she felt on this earth, it was still worth feeling.Her body froze again. She could feel her muscles straining, but nothing was moving.Except his tongue. That was flicking a lambent tattoo against the spot that had just caused the explosion in her loins. She could feel that tongue's slippery movement. Then all sensation disappeared and he was gone.Her body collapsed into a limpness as she had never experienced before. She was bone tired. All her energy was now diverted.