Of the two of us, I was always theemotional one. And to think, I used to wonder why! Now with the mega-dosesof female hormones coursing through my sys...em, erasing, day by day, eventhe last faint traces of whatever masculinity I might have ever had, I waseven more emotional than ever. Somehow I managed not to cry.{At first, our conversation} proceeded by fits and starts. I guess that was to be expected. We were divorced, after all, and what'smore, we hadn't divorced on the best of terms. She. It was an ambush. The Enforcers of God didn’t stand a chance.”Teacher Washington asked, “Do you think that Carsecusa is an ambush?”“Of course it is. I fear that she’s been too clever this time. If they trap them inside that city, it will become death ground. They’re going to fight like the devil.”“Sada has been lucky so far.”“She knows what she’s doing. She failed achieving an expert rating in strategy and in tactics with stupid mistakes that even a fifth year cadet wouldn’t make.”“She was. He created a web based email account that didn't show his name and with one last moment's hesitation, posted his story to the one place he knew that people might understand. Fictionmania. That done, he switched off the computer and walked into the kitchen to get a beer. After watching an hour or so of television he decided to take a shower and head off to bed. Turning on the water, he started thinking about the story again and began to get aroused as he imagined that he was the character in the. . Just tell them...” She let out a little laugh. “Tell them ... So obvious, and they’re totally cool with it.”“Yeah ... Then again, maybe they only can understand now because they know us enough to accept it. Maybe if we’d said all that stuff the first day, they would’ve gotten right back on the plane.”“Yeah, but for whatever reason, things went the way they did.” Lara closed her eyes. “Do you feel a weight lifted?”“Do I ever!”“Me too ... I mean, I know you still have a lot of ... things to.