He then decided to go over the platoon's books that had been taken from the sergeant's quarters, very carefully.Each platoon was given a set amount of...money a month to spend for supplies and needs. As Dev went over the books, he started noticing a pattern. Cryder had started taking out cash, as was the platoon leader's right, to buy for the platoon. Most items in the platoons books when he did this were headed as miscellaneous. Usually small amounts, of two or less silvers a month.Dev brought. ‘I must have forgotten to lock the door when I got back this morning,’ Tim said. ‘These aren’t office hours.’ ‘C’mon, Doc,’ Carlos said. ‘I been here four years. When have I ever gave a fuck ’bout office hours?’ Tim looked up in time to see the star running back plop unceremoniously into a chair in front of his desk. As Carlos’ ass hit the seat, the stench hit Tim’s nostrils. Carlos’ red T-shirt was soaked through at the chest and armpits, and sweat dripped from his forehead onto his equally. Yourwallet and keys are in one of your purses - one of your many purses.Barb took your set with her to play at the gym this morning. You willnot need to carry anything with you for Maggie will have the keys.Besides, you have no pockets in that outfit and even if you did, you haveno room in those tight fitting pants for even a single key to fitcomfortably." Bill again feels all over his shorts and indeed there areno pockets and he has to agree that the tight fit makes it impracticalanyway. He. Joerg, at sixteen years of age, was the second youngest in the family, but in the last two years he had grown to be a tall youth, and his older brothers, Bjoern and Thorben, were careful of him now. He was a rash boy when angered, and he would fight even his older and stronger brothers when provoked.He was looking forward to this evening. It was summer solstice, and there would be a dance in the village square, the first he was allowed to attend. Joerg dressed in his best clothes, after washing.