Her eyes blazed with powerful desire for both my cracker ass and Austin’s biracial one, making it clear that she had very diverse tastes in men. Pro...ably women, too, in fact.“Any other news while we sign off on the new troop placements and operational orders?” I asked aloud, just as Marcy knelt in front of me and unzipped my pants in front of the staff.“No ... nothing else ... for now,” Lieutenant Colonel Carl Munson, one of the senior staff officers in the war room, stammered.Even in this. We must have slept for an eternity, or so it felt, because I awoke to a good season or so ahead of what we had watched. We would have to circle back and not just for Jessica’s benefit. I really got back into the Walking Dead and so did Rick from the way I could tell, even if we all joked that the love triangle should have just become a throuple.“Oh, damn, what time is it? We’ve definitely overslept! Father Clay is likely rather worried, if none of the others. He’s the new priest and doesn’t. "Ricochet, can you give me the info about your current pilot?" Sure thing!" the computer chirped happily. The monitor changed. It wasnow displaying the name, age, and picture of a little girl."Her name is Annie," Tom stuttered, "...and she's 8-years old."Susan almost dropped her phone. "Oh fudge."DECEMBER 24 - 1:37 PMHe was shaking; shaking his leg, sitting in the car waiting. His friendwho was sitting in the passenger seat turned around. "You ready?"The shaking man was nervous. This was his. Choosing to take on the natural world was nothing more than foolhardy. Yet it did sound like a challenge I wanted to accept.Me: How do I get in touch with these guys?Bart: You don't. I'll leave your background information and references in a dead drop. They will get in touch with you.Me: Are you sure I want to get involved with something so paranoid.Bart: The IRS has placed them on a terrorist training watch list. They don't like people learning how not to pay taxes.Me: What are these guy's.