The Army has been my life for almost six years. I was going to make it a career. I loved the Army and my friends. We were making a difference. Now I h...ve nothing. I’m a nobody all at once. I have to go home and try to start over. Oh, sure I managed to get a two year college degree while I was in garrison but so what? I have no real training and what I am trained for I can’t do now. Who wants a disabled Military Policeman? I can’t even get a job as a police officer now. Time passes and I. Jack explained the deal he had offered Serge. Paul had told them a lot of French Banks were being very tough with security. He told them he had the funds available from the Company's deposit account and he would only take security on the restaurant. He would contact Serge’s current Bank to transfer the funds and adjust the title deeds. He would contact Serge and his father to see if they wished to open accounts in the Private Bank. They thanked him then left for the Châteaux. George had sent an. It makes you think…kind of lol. Thanks again! – Jay UN Through blurred vision, I strained my eyes to catch a glimpse of something in the darkness. A ringing shriek pounded in my ears as the pictures in my mind was fading into reality. Between the pounding in my head and the ringing in my ears, a giggle shot out, where I was. Its high pitched, sadistic sound penetrated my ears, filling my mind with the sound of terror. As my senses came to, I decided to try and move. With an attempt to raise. I pulled her close. I leaned down and our lips met. Very chaste. Almost like a dad would kiss his daughter. Almost. I broke off the kiss but Kate's arms held me tight. I looked into her eyes again. They were wide with, what? passion, love, fear? Her tongue licked her lips and she looked up at me. I should stop I thought. But I didn't. I leaned down and kissed my daughter again. My lips parted and I felt Kate's tongue slip between them. I pushed Kate back against the wall of the house. Her leg.