Arriving at the memorial they stood and watched as people balanced on the side of the white granite low sides, their feet in the swirling and bubbling...water as it made its way around the circular cascade down to the calm pool at the bottom where small children floated sticks. Mitch wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head, his body against her back. Silently they stood and watched in peace as people enjoyed themselves, un-noticed. Pulling her closer he whispered in. They had never met face to face before, but they knew each other rather intimately. Their relationship had started nearly ten years before in an internet chat room. She had just found out that her husband would rather fuck the 19-year-old so-called lesbian babysitter and threw her out of their home. Heartbroken, distraught, homeless, and debating a divorce, she had sworn off men and relationships, and was trying to deal with the pain of her life in a fantasy world. He was dealing with stresses. She noticed me taking glimpse of those as our eye met. She said it’s so hard to maintain your figure once you have baby I said in your case you’re doing brilliantly fine.She smiled and said asked if I train people as well. I said usually I don’t but if someone cute I wanted to say sexy asks me will be more than willing to do so. She said cute as in, I said cute as in someone like you. She said ill take that as compliment I said I gave that as a compliment and we started to laugh. She was. It is better that way." Yes, sir. I have noted that. Goodbye."Karl's next call was to the USAF 25th Air Force commander, and the General's anticipation was accurate."Malan child? Sorry, we know nothing about any such thing." General Mackenzie said to tell you that he authorised me to enquire, sir. It is a matter of international importance, you see." Karl, was it? Will you allow me to phone the UN building and ask for you, so that I can confirm you are who you say you are?" Of course, sir. That.