I wrap a white towel around my hips, and walk out of the bathroom, raking my damp hair back from face with my fingers as I go. The shower has washed a...ay all the little traces of make up I wore today, the light eyeliner and the lipstick, even the glimmer of bronze glitter down my throat. It has also washed away my tears, my eyes are clear now, but that's no reflection of my feelings. Your rejection cuts deep like a knife wound twisting in my heart. It would be so much easier if I could make. Yes, he did keep a pretty big secret from her that may have involved his participation in the death of his and her's evil future son, (Fuck you, time travel bullshit), but he didn’t know that initially, which he explained to her. He feels that may have been a bit of an extreme response on her part.But he really should not be all that surprised. It seems like the Powers That Be have decided that this Irish-Mexican hero will never have a long-lasting happy relationship. Most of his girlfriends. Like all of the high commanders of the MPG, Cargill had been briefed in on the plot to eventually seize the planet from WestHem some years before. He was an outstanding leader and an enthusiastic supporter of the plot. He came online within seconds of his hail. "Cargill here, General," he said."How many troops do we have on the base, not including those in Dealerman's command?" Jackson asked him.Cargill consulted another screen for a moment. "About two hundred have arrived," he said. "Not all. We'll kinda yeah,The truth Aimee said.Well yeah,You would like to do that, Aimee asked.Well not like that, but well, not at the same time.Aimee giggled, what do you mean not at the same time or not like that.Or would you just like to watch me with another man, or share me like the two of them are doing. What is it you think of when you think about thisJay was trying to explain, but the words just didn't seem to be cooperating with him, nervously he laughed.Honey, just tell me what you see in.