She asked me to run her a nice hot soapy bath and pour her a nice cold drink so I got the bath going and put loads of bubble bath in so it was ultra s...apy. I opened a bottle of fizz and put it into an ice bucket, set down next to the bath with a couple of glasses. Finally I put on some nice music and once the bath was ready Sarah got in and I poured the drinks. She downed the first glass in seconds and I then refilled it before getting in the bath myself and sat behind her. As she drank her. Hitch heard shouts around them, the rattle of a .50 caliber exploding to their east."We're being overrun!" a man shouted with excitement and fear. "They're through the wire!"Hitch could see a mass of soldiers shuffling in a disorganized manner back from the direction of the defensive front. It was instinct that made him take charge. "Get back on the line!" He shouted. "Hold while the wounded are moved out! Buy them time!"The threat and force he projected stopped the soldiers, causing them to. How bigwas he? How much did he weight? Did he do or say something thatwas different?" I don't know," Peggy replied putting her head in her hands. "Hewas about 6' 2" and heavy - maybe about 220. He smelled bad, asif he had just got done working out and hadn't taken a showeryet. I can't remember anything else that will help."From her body language, I knew that at least part of the storywas a lie. Peggy Wilson was definitely keeping something from us. If Stephanie knew, she didn't show it."Do you. ’ At this point, I should write that I felt my manhood rise, or words to that effect. If I did, it would be a lie. My sexual appetite was overcome by another sensation. What can I call it? Compassion? I considered myself a hardened agnostic, but in that moment found myself silently crying out to the God whose existence I questioned. ‘Why? Why make something so exquisite, only to mar it?’ My doubted God gave me no answer. Angie approached us in a way designed to keep her scarred profile away.