"They are poor shots..." They're not," I reply firmly. "True, it's difficult shooting at an aeroplane, but these are professional soldiers. One mustn'... underestimate them." I soften my voice. " Besides, they should be in contact with our patrols soon. You will not be needed."Frau Carpentier flinches at the thought. I upbraid myself for my callous reference."The Leutnant knows what he's doing," I add kindly. "He will not let himself get caught."Fetching her carbine, the brave woman announces. I sit down and talk to a friend of mine on the phone. My friend on the phone asks if I have found a sexy man of my dreams, and what am I looking for again? I describe what I am looking for. My dream man is tall, dark haired, and handsome. He is very polite and knows how to treat a woman. He loves to make her feel good as much as I love to make him feel good. All this talk about my ?special man? makes me start touching myself. I put the phone under my ear, with one hand I play with my breasts. Let's take a break, I'll fix us a snack and get some cool-aid...' I sat there at the table as Terrance busied his self in the kitchen. Once Terrance was finished he returned and placed some cookies and a picture of cool-aid on the table. After a brief snack Terrance cleared the table and begin to talk. '...So David, tell me, is it true that you've sucked the dicks of all the guys on the track team...' Startled I looked at him as he stood by my side and stuttered '...who told you something like. If it’s on a weekend, we’ll just make sure that Kathy doesn’t come to visit, so there isn’t a conflict. As I said, she and I already talked about that with regards to her dating. Well, unless you’d WANT Kathy to be there!” I added with a smirk.“You wish!” she said with a soft laugh. “Maybe I’d ask Kara, but unfortunately, she’s under house arrest so she wouldn’t be able to come along for the ride,” she added with a smirk of her own, drawing out the last word for emphasis.Fortunately, I didn’t.