She looked back at me and reported that she doesn’t see any evident bone or muscle injuries. She thought it could be something a little more superfi...ial and closer to the skin surface. She figured it was best to take a referral.She picked up her phone and asked somebody to come to her room. I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the hot Dr. Salve accompanied by another younger looking girl. She was introduced as their trainee, Dr. Singh. She put out her hand to shake mine and introduced. ‘That’s what I was going for. Sleek and sophisticated. Anyway, I had a little money from an inheritance, but my grandmother said she wanted an investment and she is my silent partner. Although she often forgets the silent part,’ Tracy laughed. ‘So,’ Alicia said, changing to a coy tone, ‘Have you heard from William?’ ‘What? No, not yet.’ ‘Hmmm… he was really different when he met you, you know. He is usually confident and chatty — supremely articulate. I’m pretty sure he’s smitten.’ ‘You think. A few months later their paths had crossed when he saw Maggie at a coffee shop not too far from his house. They had talked for a while at the coffee shop and he had invited her to his house. She quickly accepted and they fell into bed within thirty minutes of their arrival at his house. Their affair had been going on for several months now.Ron never expected the affair to really go anywhere and Maggie had given him indications that she didn't either. There was affection between them but they. In the old days an aviator ‘earned’ those kinds of cherry jobs after years and years of shitty assignments. Not any more. Since those jobs were classically non-combat—not even combat support—the female pilots got first crack at them. It wasn’t right, female Army Aviators would never gain 100% acceptance until they were allowed to do every job a male was required to do. He knew it wasn’t their fault, it was the fault of the idiot politicians back in Washington. The feminists were already.