"You look nice daddy." "Thanks Jackie. I feel great." I noticed that he had also plucked his brows and I would swear he had on a little mascara in ...ddition to his lipstick and blusher. *I think he could be almost as foxy as Mom! Wow! I'm thinking of my DAD all dolled up in women's clothes, a dress, high heels and all and with BOOBS. AM I NUTS? I think he WOULD be major cute though.*Wednesday became Thursday and then Friday and the weekend was upon us again and all the while, we had been. He recognised the large man in front of him but, to the mans left amd right were two teen girls who looked about 16/17. One had long blonde hair tied back in a pony tail, ahe had a dark tan and bright hazel eyes. The other girl was remarkably the same in body features except she had short black hair, dark brown eyes and pale skin. Who are you and what are you doing down here! The blonde haired girl shouted at Raiden I came here to help and to seek aid, a large equalist convoy carryig weapons. We all had our things ready by lunch time, and Trish supervised the two Infantrymen and the one Medic as they prepared the food. I checked on Bob and Susie while they were working on lunch. I brushed down both of them and made sure they were clean and ready. I would feed them again before we left and make sure they were still clean, although being cats they did a very good job of that themselves. Luther took care of both Eagles.Following lunch, which there was plenty of, there was little to do,. “So what are you making?” she asked, trying to peek around Carie’s back.“Plops.”“‘Plops’?” Mona asked, confused. She looked at the print out of the recipe on the counter. “It’s ‘plov’.”“Yes, plov. Whatever,” Carie grumbled. “Plov. Golubsty. Borscht. Why do all Russian dishes sound like someone trying to vomit a mouthful of marbles?”“Ah, so you’re trying to make a familiar homeland meal for your neighbour,” Mona said, grinning. “I was wondering why you weren’t making Chinese food.”Carie turned.