" "Oh, that's a big comfort. Thanks, anyway, Uncle Charley," Robbie said. "Uncle Charley? What, uh, I mean, just how...'big' did...did...," Chip asked..."Well, (Ahem!) not that I paid much attention, but I don't recall any the size of Robbie's." Robbie looked down at his own chest. "They are big! I thought it was just because I wasn't use to having, uh, them." "I'm afraid the women on my side of the family are 'well-endowed'," their dad spoke up. "Oh, that's just great!" Chip said. "We get the. She'll be with you in a moment," as if he had an appointment. Arnie shrugged, slapped his hands on his thighs and sat down on a couch because there were boxes filling the other two chairs.After ten minutes of elevator music, a woman came out; Arnie was thinking, probably a customer, from the intense look on her face as she walked through.Strangely, there were no magazines, not even 'Ladie's Journal'. Up on the wall was a really strange pop art piece that caught his attention though, squares. Basic training had broken me down and molded me into a real soldier. I came out of basic training and my advanced individual training with a renewed confidence in myself. I also developed a keen awareness of the politics of the job and how the Army works with a strong system of checks and balances and something called the “chain of command”. Officers, I learned, are revered. They are also despised by some, especially if they lord over others instead of leading.Lieutenant Bob Wilson was a friend. Just as Celeste came back I had a little panic attack as the doorbell rang and a thirty something woman walked in.“Good morning Miranda.” Celeste said.“Good morning Celeste, and who is this gorgeous little thing?”“Miranda Georgia; Georgia Miranda. Georgia is thinking about coming to your party on Tuesday.”Miranda came over to me and looked me up and down.“Exquisite Celeste, you’ve found a goddess for us.”Turning back to me she reached forwards and ran a finger along my slit. I shuddered and let.