Suffice it to say that I never got over losing Erwin. I was too young to write her letters and hadn't thought of getting her phone number before we le...t. By the time I was in my late teens, she had been out of my life too long, and I had no way of getting back in touch with her anyway.It didn't stop me from thinking about her, though. I often wondered what she was doing, how well she was doing in school, if she ever thought about me--and if she had a boy friend. I often thought about the times. They could have the next airmobile off the assembly line to act as their air cover. All I asked was that they try not to get hurt and to keep me informed of progress.HAF-10 heavy lifter and airmobile A-5 were ready on almost the same day. Jeff was piloting HAF-10 and Chuck was piloting A-5. HAF-10 had no armament—the tractor beam device and its power supply took up almost all of the interior of the cargo bay. Jake was in HAF-10 with Jeff to operate the heavy lifter. A-5 was to supply any air. It was no danger to anybody wearing a suit and using a rebreather, as it reacted with the mucous membranes to cause irritation and suffocation, but it was commonly employed as an area denial weapon to force the enemy to abandon their cover. The whole damned base would be contaminated, they would have to thoroughly clean everything and everyone that had come into contact with the substance. What a pain in the ass... Another canister landed wide, the yellow cloud wafting between the trees to his. She reclined on the sofa and told me to get my camera ready. My fingers were trembling when I saw little Cindy reach for the hem of her girlish dress. She took hold of it and began to slowly lift the fabric until I caught just the faintest glimpse of her white panties. Then, after allowing me time to shoot a couple of pictures, she pulled her dress up, completely exposing her skimpy white cotton panties to my gaze!"This is what you really would like to photograph, isn't it Uncle Matt? My.