I had seen her write her name thousands of times before. But the time I remembered the clearest was when she had signed the wedding wows. That had bee... six years ago. We were fresh out of university. Had been together since the first year. Some found it strange we wanted to “throw away our Uni days on one partner”, while others envied us for having found that special someone so soon. We lasted throughout Uni. We got married right after. Now we were getting divorced six years since giving the. I owned a small dutch oven, a three-legged one quart round pot with a lid and a cast iron fry pan. None of my other "more modern" pots and pans but for two could be used with a fire as the handles would melt. The old house had partially fallen in, but I managed to dig out a glass-fronted kitchen cabinet with two pieces missing. They weren't too hard to replace. I found a wood base cabinet at a Habitat for Humanity, then secured some boards to the wall to screw the upper cabinet in place. I had. Come on; let me hear your pitch. If it’s really good maybe I’ll give you a shot.” I glanced up and down the aisle to ensure a little privacy and I explained it to her in a soft voice. “I try to charm a woman with a little humor to get an intimate date. To gain their trust I tell them that I am willing to give them oral sex to their complete satisfaction on the first date and there is no obligation for any other sex until the second date. I do this to let them know that I am not selfish and I. I left the two of them to talk while I went back to dragging logs.The talking took longer than I’d expected. Standing orders were to always help civilians, but Yuri’s group was big, the biggest we’d found, so it took more time than usual to set things up.The corporal called us all together. “Right, men. We have a large group to help, about seven kilometres east of here near the big river. We’ll march over there, send Yuri’s people through and then follow ourselves. Yuri says that some of his.