“Look Paula, Lorraine, I want you to do some escort work,” Paula interrupted “prostitute.”“escort work, and maybe a little modelling. Fiftee... hundred pounds each, per night.” John told them.Lorraine was stunned. That was seriously a lot of money. Money for doing what? Fucking a few guys, being taken out. For the last month they had been doing just that. Paula had been doing it for around a year, so why not get paid for it? They were both doing jobs that neither liked. Lorraine was due to go to. As the great Statesmen Thomas Jefferson wrote in The Declaration of Independence, We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they were endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that amongst these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness. To this end, we the Patriots of the United States, shall bring about the Tyrants death, and restore a state of Liberty to all those they have enslaved. Our forefathers shed their blood to keep this. After studying my budding body I realized that from now on, if I was going to tan, I should do so in the nude. My skin looked good with a light tan but my skin was pale and white where my bikinis always were and it looked sort of silly. There had to be tanning salons that let you lay out in the nude, I figured. With a shrug I pulled on my PJ's, not bothering to put on any underwear first, and went back downstairs.It was a quarter to seven before I got a can of soda, an empty can I could use as. I loved the feel of air beneath the wings. I loved to see the ground flash past beneath me. Yes, flash. I was capable of Mach 2 at altitude, though I seldom pushed my Thunderchief that hard. Fuel consumption was an issue and I had to get both in and out of enemy territory in order to refuel over Laos.Beneath me, I had visual confirmation of the bridge that was my target for this run. Companion Phantoms had kept enemy MiGs on the run so I could stay on target with two other Thuds tight beside.