"Bet your daddy wouldn't like this..." That was an understatement, since her father had sent her out of South Africa for fear of what marauding negroe... might do to his little darling! "Just get the keys, sweetheart," the janitor gently encouraged as Erika's icy blue eyes glared up accusingly at him, but she focused on the task when she choked a little on the oral intrusion and spittle rolled down her chin and dribbled onto one of her breasts. Sure enough, her lily white arm stretched to its. "Damn, ornery scientists. He stepped carefully to the mirror. There was something about the writing, something he had seen before. But he couldn't quite latch on to it. The M was stylized, swirling curves, the tail curling around and under. It looked almost feminine to him. Maybe their M might have problems with women, but he seemed to be very in touch with his own feminine side. So, women, the most girly that he could remember, very precise. Very flamboyant, ruffles and curls. He was on the. Blaine yelled, "Thank you doctor!"I glared at Sgt. Blaine and asked, "Well, can we at least check this Sgt.'s hearing?"The doctor took Sgt. Blaine's chart from his free hand (the other was holding his rifle case), looked through it and commented, "Captain, you seem to have a knack for letting the men under your direct command become injured by your..."I interrupted, " ... What the hell are you talking about..."The doctor pointed to his rank and said, "Captain, do you see these birds on my. But it does. So, what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are going to come, you can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.She had ended up using Katy's bathroom during the fourth of July partyand noticed the book near the toilet. "Amber, the HuCow". She had only give a quick once over but the contents were explicit. It had stayed with the rest of the party, and she kept looking Katy over. When she had gotten home, she had.