Yet. I was waiting for the shoe to fall.Sergeant Major Smythe was waiting at the car ... it was time and past to go."Sergeant Major, where are the gir...s?" They've gone to the chippie, sir. Just round the corner. Half a mo and you can smell it."I knew what he meant ... I'd been here before. Fish and Chips. Yum! Beer Battered Cod and thick sliced potatoes deep fried in real lard. It had been years ... lard had given way to vegetable oil because of the Muslims and health codes ... cod had given. We wouldn’t have had so much fun together over the years.’ He gazed down at her precious, smiling face and realized for the first time in the whole time that they had been friends, that he wouldn’t be able to live without her. If anything ever happened to her he wouldn’t know how to go on. He remembered a time when she had neared her first season. He had been so scared that once she debuted, the mincing fops of the ton would occupy her time and she would forget about him. He had been immensely. You always say ask, but the answer is always no. Why do I even bother?" He ranted on and on, then walked into his room and slammed the door.To say I was stunned would be the biggest understatement of my life! I sat back at the table and tried to come to grips with what the heck had just happened. I had to admit, he was correct in some respects. Being a nurse, I never let him have the sugary treats that were the staples of his friend's diets. And of course, we were never wealthy, living in a. This is Xenia and Belinda. They were on one of the tank crews in my ACR."Matt nodded at them and told them he was pleased to make their acquaintance. He then turned back to Jeff. "Are these two the reason you smell like you've been bathed in pussy?"Jeff actually blushed a little. Xenia answered for him. "We're the reason," she confirmed. "We couldn't contain ourselves on the train ride over here and... well... you know how it is?" I know how it is," he said. "The nurses and even a few of the.