The clearest and loudest yelled, “General Shinseki released copies of it this morning!”“You’re kidding me, right? The report must have exonera...ed me! Are you telling me that the President of the United States is ordering me to face double jeopardy on a closed case, simply to force me out of politics? What happens next? If a new Army investigation clears me, does the Justice Department get a shot at me? This is outrageous, even for a man as low as Bill Clinton,” I cried out. It was time to go on. I signalled him to come over to our table and he immediately was standing in front of me staring shamelessly at Seema. I asked him if he liked what he saw on the road and he said hell yes. I told him to go ask the others if they all wanted to see more. If they did want they should come to the back of the dhaba in half hour. When the boy went back and conveyed the message to the group they could hardly believe what they heard and they all looked at our table. I just put my hands around my bitch. " You got a notebook for your trouble, and no, it's not a computer. It's a fucking paper glued to the spine notebook. The only way to salvage this venture is if this turns out to have notes by someone famous, like songs Elvis never got around to recording, or an unpublished story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.When you finally get home, you pop open the notebook to see if there's anything worthwhile written in it, and find several things written in entry form. It seems this was a diary for someone. His mind which would normally have been where the majority of his fellow classmates were… mentally stripping Adèle, but could not get the images of his sexy elder sister out of his mind. What confused him was… either she was very good at using the camera delay or else… someone took them.He jumped in surprise when his phone vibrated and ‘pinged’ having forgotten to switch it off after the break… it was ten minutes before lunch. ================================= “Who is this?” Susie text the.