She answered the door and told me to come in. She was washing dishes while her daughter was sitting at the table in the adjoining room listening to mu...ic on headphones and doing homework. I went into the small kitchen where my gf went back to her dishes to talk. I was thirsty and decided to get something to drink, so I went to the fridge to see what she had. To get to refrigerator I had squeeze by my gf in what was a very narrow space between the sink and stove.I turned sideways to get by her. In order to be a journalist at the company, you must be very qualified and be good on TV as they would be representing the company to the rest of the world.Getting into the DNN was a big deal for Jessica, as she was all about fame and money. In fact, it was this goal that made her a rude and horrible person. She'd made her way to the very top of the company, by being the best in the entertainment department. To sum up her career at the DNN, the company love her because she is insanely good. It’s early February in LA and she only has on a short skimpy dress. “Would you like my coat?” I ask. “I’m fine,” she stammers.“Honestly, it’s no big deal… Here.” I take off my jacket and wrap it around her bare shoulders. “Thanks, you’re so sweet,” she says. “No problem,” I say. We continue walking, at this point, we’re more than halfway there.“So… Have you ever been with a woman like me?” she asks.“A woman like you?” I ask.“A tranny…” she replies. “Honestly, I haven’t really been with anyone. When your leave ends, report to Redford barracks in Edinburgh." And with that he hung up.What had I gotten myself into?I decided to just enjoy my six weeks leave and let it go at that.Just before I was due to begin my leave, I received a letter addressed to Lance Corporal H. Wells. I wondered why it had given me the rank of Lance Corporal. I decided that it must be a mistake, and opened it."Private Wells, you are hereby Promoted to the rank of Lance Corporal and ordered to report to General.