I got up, kissed her on her neck as she applied her makeup, and got dressed.“See you later?” I asked as I started to leave.“Oh, you’ll see me ...ooner rather than later,” she teased.A thousand and one possibilities swirled through my head in about three seconds.I knew I had to get out of there, sooner rather than later.We set up the stage for the first panel discussion of the day. There are three awful times to be on the agenda: first thing before the crowd is caffeinated, the last slot before. The militia units, and any Regular Army units passing through the area, are expected to live in tents outside the walls of the fort during peacetime.I and all of my people were riding with the Rangers in the lead element on this last day of the march, as there was little likelihood of an attack from the rear, or any other direction, this close to Lexington. We had all dismounted and stood with the Rangers watching the first elements of the column arrive at the fort. General Sullivan and his. She said men are pigs when an old guy stared at her chest. I agreed and said I'm not like them. To that she replied "but I know you noticed my tits." Which, I mean c'mon, you'd be blind if you didn't. A catchy song came on over the radio and she came into my aisle and shook her huge ass for me. She said it was hard to blow bubbles with her tongue pierced. I said I thought she was gonna talk about a different type of blow and after telling me she doesn't do that I said "damn, it's my favorite". There were personal pizza crusts, about a dozen different toppings, and sauce, laced with a generous amount of TBP. I bought several two liters of Diet Coke to wash it all down.I was afraid that some of the girls would decide not to eat, but they all loved the idea of making their pizza their way.The crust was already cooked, so it just took a few minutes in the oven to get the cheese melted and the pizza hot. They all went down to the TV room to eat. I had a large wooden dining table down.