"Jennifer smiled and the two best friends began eating again.After breakfast they went to the hospital. As they entered the unit, Jennifer got the goo... news that her father had been moved from intensive care to critical care. The move was considered a positive response to his sound improvement through the night. Jennifer and Dave found the different unit and one of the nurses explained the visitation rules. She told them that only family was permitted to visit and no more than two were. One of the new women, Mrs. Margery Jennings, was giggling to herself and the officer who had selected her for the night, a Brigadier, asked what was funny."I'm sorry to laugh", she replied, "but your moustache looks funny. You have obviously grown it to imitate Hitler's." What is wrong with that?" growled the officer."Oh, I often wonder what you Germans see in that silly little man with his very silly moustache. Do you obey him only out of fear?"The Brigadier turned to Colonel, "Colonel, I. He was very flirty with her, almost as if he was hitting on her, until he said to her, ‘You must be a special one.’ Why is that?’ she questioned curiously. ‘Well, Chase never brings women to the studio with him.’ The man then got called back by Chase, and Elizabeth was left with the thought to chew on. Chase had been intent on laying down the track as quickly as possible, so he could get out of the studio and they could enjoy their time in London. He hadn’t paid much attention to Elizabeth. He had his hands on her ass and was squeezing her cheeks pretty good before they broke apart. Sharise kissed him once more, then turned to walk down the hall and ran straight into me. ‘Oh, fuck!’ she said, startled at seeing me appear out of nowhere. I saw Phillipson standing in the doorway, wondering what the hell was going on. ‘Who are you?’ he said, trying to be a tough guy. ‘I’m this slut’s husband for the time being. You can have her back when I’m done with her.’ ‘Carl, what are you.