Somehow, I was glad of that. As much as I identified with the Floozy, I didn’t really want to associate with somebody that pissed off Master.Back up...tairs, Asami and I spent the evening in each others’ arms. We didn’t need sex, despite the fact that the next day would be my last day in Japan.I was really going to miss that woman.The next day, Asami was given a different assignment from me, and when I saw Jirou, he told me that there was some important work that Asami needed to perform that. The white ring around my finger stood out like a sore thumb and at dinner Monica noticed, but said nothing, at least then in front of our children. ‘Where’s your wedding ring Steve?’ she asked, after Jerome and Terry were down for the night. ‘Gone, along with my watch.’ ‘You sold your damn wedding ring?’ ‘It wasn’t being used much and besides, I didn’t think you’d notice.’ She didn’t respond. She just walked away shaking her head. I thought I’d at least get a little rise out of her, guess we’d. Everyone was looking around the room, unsure who should speak first, right before Beth spoke."Everyone here has a different story, but everyone has had something tragic happen to them and we all just gravitated to each other for safety," smiled Beth at Wolfgang. As if she had suddenly found herself thinking about what she just said, she frowned at him."Is that why you go out dressed as a boy? You know you won't get many dates that way," said Wolfgang smiling.Scowling Beth answered, "Yes most of. ”“Oh, of course! A girlfriend wouldn’t be in the guest room anyway.”“Go get pretty ... prettier ... Meggie. See you when you get back.”“Aye-aye, Sergeant Jack!”“That’s ‘Master Sergeant Jack’ to you, kid!”Meg stuck out a surprisingly long, pink tongue, then flounced off down the hall.The pizza arrived. I paid and tipped the kid, then got out plates and napkins and put them on the breakfast table in the kitchen.“Soup’s on, Sis!”“Coming!”Meghan came into the kitchen barefoot, and still in her.