"Faith glanced over at Eric who was desperately trying to refasten thebra, which by the looks of it, had been nearly torn off of the bodythat Eric now...had.Faith turned around and looked up at the much larger man, who stoodwell over half a foot taller than her. The outside light of the trailerilluminated the dull angry look in his eyes as the rain mercilesslypoured down on all three of them."You're a real piece of shit, aren't you, you sick fuck!" Faith saidlooking up at the man.The man gave an. That was his error. He had equated the two. The goal was inviolate. But how he attained it was subject to change.Yet what sort of change could he do this late and still succeed? That was the difficult part. And, as yet, he had no ideas.Commander Rol stared at the large map draped over the table as the Lord General looked on. Neither men said a word. The side of the tent flapped in the cold wind. Occasionally the tent shuddered and the lamplight danced against a stronger gust.Rol finally looked. "Frank was in a prisoner of war camp" Laura said, "He only came home three days ago" Oh dear, so you've come here to get to know one and other again?" Basically yes" I smiled just as the door crashed open and Poppy came in holding hands with Katy, "We're bestest friends" Katy announced, "And Poppy's sleeping here tonight" Hold on there a minute" Laura laughed, "You haven't asked Katy's mum yet"Sandra clapped her hands with pleasure, "Oh please let her stay, she'll be such company for Katy" All. I'll take responsibility. We're old friends, I know him well."Bob took his drugs and alcohol, and he immediately relaxed. The lack ofrest caught up to him. He was soon sound asleep; he felt nothing for thenext hour. Buffy did a magnificent job, there wasn't on hair anywherebelow his eyebrows. She got ready for the brow waxing and asked Pierre,"How much do I take off? He's out of it or I would ask the customer."Pierre mentally rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "What werehis.