They made love; REAL love, the way the poets described how love should be. These memories kept him alive during many hopeless nights in the jungles of...the central highlands of Vietnam.Suddenly, Lenny stepped back onto the ice, gasping aloud. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Painted on the stone, faded but still quite visible, were the words “Sally & Lenny”. Intertwined around the names, the artist painted a long yellow ribbon, with a bow beneath the words “For All Time”.Lenny now knew. Everyone chuckled when he said cow. He was right, that's what I was. The owner reassured him that yes he was going to experience a once in a lifetime dining event. With that the owner pulled on the curtain revealing to all below me my huge milk laden breasts hanging down over the table. I heard a sharp intake of breath below. This had to be a sight they had never seen before. Not only were my breasts huge but to have them isolated like that about a foot off the table had to be a shock to. ”“Yes, that would probably work, if the Negotiators can’t talk them out.”“That’s true, Ahmed. Do you have a lot of faith in the Negotiators?”“Not really, Chris. But policy says to give them a chance, so we will give them a chance, if the situation permits.“I assigned our Lead Negotiator to your Platoon, Chris, based on a few things I heard before we exited the Ark. If those things are true, putting her with Aaron might have been a disaster. While I was briefing you and Aaron, I got a bad. It is exceptionally easy to deny that one’s job is at risk, until the day the pink slip comes and you are escorted from the building. Even as one leaves the building, it is easy to say that it can’t be happening.All is well, until ‘the change winds’ blow, and the way the world works is altered in a fundamental way. One must choose denial or acceptance, there is no alternative. Unfortunately, it is far easier to deny change, than accept that nothing will ever be the same.Betsy, despite losing.