She already knew this, of course — it was basic armor school training — but it was good to go over such things for clarity before going into battl...."Now, onto what we do have to worry about," Zen said. "There is a battalion of main battle tanks and a battalion of infantry guarding the column from ground attack. The tanks are grouped into squads and platoons and deployed throughout the perimeter of the column. The infantry is mounted in APCs and they are grouped in the middle of the column.. “Before we know what each other does for a living or normal stuff we’re right into the dirty laundry!”“Do you want to take a step back?” I asked.She gave a reflective laugh. “I guess I already opened the door to the tough stuff. I don’t know why, but for some reason, I think I’m comfortable telling you. I’ll forge ahead if you think you can take it!” She wore a smile, but I sensed a little fear too.“If you’re sure, I think I can handle it. Well, I hope I can, at least.”“Be careful what you ask. Now we do have one stop to make on the wayhome."On the way back to Char's place I was 'Bitch' riding behind Rene on mybike. Char was driving her bike and we pulled into a SuperMarket. I wasforced to buy regular tampons, maxi pads, FDS, a female deordrant stick,and five douche kits. Rene told me "We want our girl to be Daisy Freshat all times."The next day Char hooked my truck to her rolling bar and grill. BothRene's Triumph and my Indian were stored on my truck. I was clad in aRed Pleather. But mum just stood there. Why hadn't she started to yell at me?I had started to tear up as my head hung down. And as soon as mum saw themshe rushed over and gently touched my chin as she lifted my head up andsoftly said, "Honey, please don't cry. You're going to ruin your make up."I sensed that my mother had taken in the whole picture slowly as she hadentered my room. I also had a feeling that she was both shocked andpleased at how I was able to make myself look. This included everythingfrom my.