Maybe I should give him a call.The sky was a brilliant red as I landed at the University airfield. Red sky at night a sailor's delight. A good omen pe...haps?The Monza was in the parking lot, and I drove her home. It felt good to be in her again; she was an old friend. I rode back to the house with her top down. I straightened the house and prepared to stay the night. I heard a car pull into the drive and looked out.In my driveway was a yellow GTO convertible. I almost didn't answer the door, but. Most of them are good people. The best are, well, the best. Unfortunately the worst are pretty bad, and they don't appear to realize it. It did help, a lot, that I'd had three weeks to do my research and get all my ducks in a row in case things went south at Truman Base. The important datum was that the Commodore was UN, not NATO. Allie assured me that, if there were problems, the AIs would support me as long as I had a reasonable plan.Our meeting started horribly and it got worse fast. When we. My report shows you were not the driver. So let me rephrase my question a bit. Did you and your three friends meet up and have drinks with Mr. Anderman?”A nod.“But not in a bar?”A nod.“A restaurant?”A head shake.“His home then?”A nod.“Was there a woman there that a night?”He closed his eyes.“Mr. Azzhat. Was there a woman at Mr. Anderman’s condo the night you were there? The night of your accident.”Nothing.By the time Josh joined them in the hot tub, the others were definitely shit-faced. Which. . ” and smiled teasingly…She had a bmw car, we went in and she said we are going to her house. While driving she asked me to fondle her boobs and praise about her beauty. I was doing the same. I was also massaging her neck and making way though the chest to the boobies. She started breathing heavily..Meanwhile we arrived at her independent duplex. Wow, it was a splendid house from inside, very good interiors. I complimented her about this.. I then put my arms around her waist and kept her close.