I never intended to be something like the tribe’s war chief. What makes it worse is I don’t really know the people, their needs, problems, or abil...ties. Hell, I’ve only been an Apache for less than a month, and now I’m supposed to coordinate a war! I just wish I’d some idea what I’m doing, ‘cause I’m afraid I’m going to let everyone down.”“I seriously doubt that, and the burden of leadership won’t be totally on your shoulders. I and the others will help. Who knows, maybe even Dan will get. Well ... you."Preston grinned, although he wasn't quite sure if his friend meant the sentiment as a compliment or an insult. Either way, he knew she had his best interests at heart. Julia was the only one of his squadmates with the same irreverent sense of humor and cynical outlook on life, and they had been fast friends since their first few weeks. Looking up at her frank but questioning (and upside-down) face, he reassured himself that she wouldn't mock him if he answered her statement. She only lives a few miles from me so when I got home from work I zapped a ready-meal in the microwave, had a refreshing shower, and by seven-thirty I was ringing her doorbell with my notebooks and study modules under my arm. She greeted me warmly and ushered me into her lounge, which was cosy but seemed a bit humble. She explained that she was between homes at the moment and was renting this small apartment temporarily until she found somewhere permanent. “It’s a long story,” she sighed. “I’ll. Aaj aapka pant faad ke bahar aajayega”,( I know, today it will tore off your pant to come out) I smiled on that, Sheela Didi was writing everything so casually that for a instant I could not believe that I am doing such type of chatting with a female. Anyways our chatting moved further and she almost did what she said, Sheela Didi aroused me so much from her words that my penis started hurting me badly.“please go ahead, my pleasure” I wrote back for her last statement, “kal raat ko kitni baar.