I closed the book and simply stared out the window at the tarmac, barely registering the planes that were moving about on the runways, taxiways, and r...mps. If Merton was right, I’d been approaching my life exactly backwards. I was so absorbed in thinking about that quote that I didn’t hear the loudspeaker announcing Jennifer’s flight. I had been oblivious to everything around me until I felt a hand shaking my shoulder.“Steve!” Jennifer Block said loudly.I shook my head to clear it, and stood up. But wouldn’t you just know it, she heard him before she saw him, but that booming voice called out “EMMA, MY OFFICE, RIGHT NOW!!” She gave out a sigh, not of resignation, she had already decided she was leaving but of the embarrassment of having to face him after all that had happened. Now, as she walked nervously towards her boss’s office, she just wished she could turn back the clock. As she entered the plush office she looked out of the window behind her boss’s desk and marvelled at. She is very proud of her firm, pointed breasts and never wears a bra. For this party she was wearing a black cocktail dress and high heels and she looked hot! She drew male attention like magnet draws steel and even though every man who lays eyes on her wants to bed her it had never occurred to me not to trust her. I didn't even give a second thought to her leaving the room and going into a bedroom with a bunch of people to smoke pot. I wandered off to see if I could find some one to talk to.I. He'd been a squadmate, too, once, and the lieutenant seemed to remember giving him a nickname once in reference to his strange, down turned nose. "If they were really just gravity compensation, does it make sense to give us all this hardware? I mean, shit, boss, this looks like body armor." I imagine that for one thing, they keep us from getting far on foot or being able to move with any speed or silence at all. They're also probably tracking devices," A-One replied.B-One added, "There's.