“I awaited Chanda’s return, Sokhen my sole companion. I continued telling her history stories, and we continued making love, even better than befo...e. In three months her pregnancy began to become apparent, though subtly and easily hidden. Not that she felt any need to hide it. She cherished it, a most wondrous souvenir of our time together. But in her disguise as a shy nerd, more in her head than her heart or loins, she hid her body as much as anyone did at that time. At least when amongst the. I sent her upstairs to the Boardroom, where there was a big sofa, whilst I saw the last few guys out and prepped the front door in case anyone else came in for a bit of weekend work. By the time I got upstairs, she was resting on the sofa, eyes shut and peaceful as an Angel. I stroked her hair and her eyes opened and looked up at me with intent. I sat down next to her and we carried on where we had left off, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, biting each other’s lips and hands frantically. I still don't think I'll ever get used to that sixty pound pack. I have calluses from those straps. At least the distance seems to have leveled off at ten miles every other day. And yeah, I know what the DI told us, but I still can't fathom why officers in the space Navy have to become accustomed to carrying a sixty pound pack for ten miles." As Selina began to respond, Diana went quickly on, "Yeah, yeah, I know – discipline. Mind over body. Never give up. All that stuff. But I think they have. How are you guys doing over in Stockton?”“You actually sound like you miss us, Stan.”“I do, a little ... uhm, I got something to tell you, now ... now don’t freak out, OK?” I heard his voice crackling a little.“What is it, Stan?”“Mary and I are getting a divorce.”“My gosh, Stan ... what’s all that about?”“She caught me with ... someone, recently.”“Stan, you stupid son of a bitch, who is she ... some college coed, some D-cup dodo, as Caroline would say?”“Richard, I can’t – I can’t believe I did.