Jennifer sat down, and started to eat quickly, her stomach growling in hunger. She looked up, and noticed he didn't have a plate. "You're not hungry?"...Shane looked away, not looking at her, then stood up, and grabbed his t-shirt, slipping it on. "Nah, I'm fine. It's not like I need it anyway." Jennifer realized what he meant. "Shane, you're not a bad looking guy. I saw you just a few minutes ago, and I was surprised. You look great." She saw a chance to get under his skin. "In fact, not to. So -- where you from originally? Chicago? I hear it's a nice place. My brother was stationed at Great Lakes during the war. Korea, that is; he was too young for the World War.Say -- I hate to ask -- you got anything to drink with you? Soda pop, even cold water...Oh, heck no -- I wouldn't mind a cold beer at all, if that's what ya got. I love these pull tops -- i still rememeber when you hadda use a "church key" to open the can.Yeah, I s'pose I am maybe a bit older than I look.What's a camper. "Yeah, sure," Bill said with a grin."Bill," Jody began hesitantly after a few minutes of silence. "There's something we have to talk about. Like I said, I love the thought of making it with someone in the family. And at first, I was thinking that you and I would get it on, especially after the way we sucked each other off." Yeah, I was thinking that, too. Do you want to fuck with me, Jody?" Bill asked thickly, turning his head slightly to glance at his little sister."Well... actually, Bill,. "Poor Louis-Alexandre; he knew he had betrayed his men, but followed the Little Corporal like a dog. My husband, Raoul, and he were friends from before the revolution, and then served together in the Army of Italy. Raoul then commanded a division in Egypt. When Napoleon was preparing to return to France Berthier invited Raoul to join the group who were to accompany him.Raoul declined the invitation; his duty to his men outweighed any duty he owed to Napoleon. He died in the sands of Egypt,.