Bad behavior was rewarded. Good behavior... well we didn't see a ton of that, but what little there was wasn't rewarded nearly so nicely. Maybe that w...s in part my fault, but I was exhausted, constantly waiting for the next ball to drop, constantly nervous.The school talked about getting our child into some kind of behavioral special education program. I was all for it - maybe there they could get some real consequences or... something. Something that they weren't getting at home, where I was. After saying our goodnights they both headed for their bed spaces, pulling the curtains across behind them. I flicked my light off ready for sleep and this was when I made my discovery. The curtain that I thought, when standing, would provide cover to knee level had an entirely different perspective from a prone position.I could just see to bed level, but the best part was that, because of their being closer to the curtain and just slightly higher, their field of view was a lot shorter than. Sex oozed out of her like a gentle perfume. She dressed simply hardly used any cosmetics and yet she looked stunningly feminine.It was the height of summer and I would sleep in my air conditioned room while mother preferred to sleep in the air cooled room with Meena. I had invited Meera to watch a movie in my room. We were sitting on the carpet watching the movie. “Baba’, she said gently, “I see that you are much disturbed these days.” “No, Its OK . Just that I feel lonely.”“Not just lonely. This probably was more important to those of us grunts who were from the West, but even the Easterners could see our point when we mentioned it.I was the squad leader in a mortar squad, usually one of the choicer assignments in the Army when we were on deployment. It did have some bad points, like when we had to hump the heavy damn thing around by sheer manpower. Otherwise, it's not so bad. We're part of an M252 81mm mortar platoon operating out of a part of Afghanistan you never heard of, and.