“You won’t do yourself, nor anyone else any good by making yourself miserable.”“How can you be so ... aloof?” she asked, looking up at him w...th a flurry of purple feathers. “The world might end tomorrow for all we know, but you’re not worried at all?”“Sure I’m worried, but like I said, worrying doesn’t help anyone. Being a soldier is ninety percent waiting, ten percent fighting. If you let it, your worry and your apprehension will drive you crazy, fry your nerves. You have to accept that some. "Both Gina and Murcer got up to leave. Gina reached out her hand to thankhim for his time. Murcer took her hand. "My pleasure. Listen I am notdoing anything tonight, what do you say we get some dinner?"Gina froze. The afternoon went better than expected, and she didn't wantto end the day negatively. But she didn't want to be alone with Murcerlate at night. She needed an excuse; one came to mind. "Thank you forthe invite, but I do have a lot that I need to do tonight.Gina tried to leave. "Je hebt een lekker stuk vlees tussen je benen staan, spetter !" De meiden kreunden. Sommigen hadden hun kleren al volledig uitgedaan en schurktentegen de nu opgewonden jonge agent aan. Die was reddeloos verloren tegenover de vrouwelijke overmacht. Zijn broek gleed naar beneden. Haar hand rustte op zijn geslacht. Verrast keek ze naar beneden. "Waarom heb jij een lycra slipje aan ?" "Euh. Ik sport na het werk. Dat is euh makkelijker." "Kijk eens meisjes !" De leidster zette een stap achteruit en. That was good….’ ‘Yes….’ She answered. ‘I always have good ideas, don’t you think?’ ‘You certainly do,’ he laughed, and pulled her tighter and kissed her eyelids. ‘It’s so good to have you to myself once in a while,’ she murmured… a slight shadow fell across his face in the midst of his happiness. ‘What do you mean?’ he asked. ‘Fastrada always hounded me,’ she said. ‘You know what I mean. You were as miserable as I was. Wouldn’t give you a decent fuck herself and wouldn’t let anyone else,.