" So, he asked what I was doing. He didn't really know I pumped my breast milk to save for later. So, I explained it to him. And he was really curious...about it. And I was glad that he was getting to see how natural a thing breastfeeding is." Uh-huh. Then what?" Well, he was watching me pump one breast. And then it was time to do the other breast. And he asked if he could help." Excuse me?" Monica asked with mouth agape. "He wanted to HELP?" Yea. He loves to help out with anything I need.". Poor Sheryl had died in a horrific car crash a year later and he,d never gotten over her, but Sian was the true love he,d been searching for and she was a girl from London England where he,d just spent the previous ten days, even sleeping in the room Sian,s older brother Royston used to live in. Royston had been married living in his own house three years and Sian,s parents trusted them to behave, but likely knew they couldn,t keep their hands off each other. The night he,d surprised her he,d. He applauded as she curtsied and pulled her gown up to seat herself.He fell silent as she pulled herself up to the piano and took a deep breath. He felt himself grow more excited as she breathed.He closed his eyes as she began to play and felt the passion in her music. The soft soaring music reminded him of her soft skin that he longed to caress. He imagined them dancing closely to the music. Her soft hand in his, the feel of her back on his hand, the gentle brushing of her thigh on his, her. And, what important people wanted he would do his best to supply.Then was the second beginning of the close relationship forged between the lawyer and the combat veteran. As if by magic, the case against ex-First Sergeant "Whiskey" JackDaniels was erased as if it had never been. Logbooks were altered and Senator Creel's personal assistant returned to Washington with a damaged voice box.With unusual efficiency for a bureaucracy, ex-Master Sergeant Jack Daniels was awarded a one hundred percent.