Cranking up the way back when machine… I started out like a lot of other kids living in a small suburb on the north side of Seattle. With Whidbey Is...and not that far away I did what many others not going off to an ivy league school did and joined the NROTC in high school. By the middle of my senior year I was all set. Graduate, basic, and then flight school. Then one of those country songs kicked in. Gina was pregnant. Seems one of those rubbers didn’t work. We got married, and seven moths. She had told him that dark green meant she was aroused. He cast his eyes around the restaurant quickly and slid out of the seat. “What are you doing?” Lilly asked watching him. He slid into the booth next to Lilly. Before he could answer her the waitress came by and asked if they wanted dessert. Michael politely told her they did and ordered a delicious looking chocolate cake, with ice cream on top. “Now would you kindly tell me what you’re doing on my side of the booth?” Lilly asked.. Quickly explaining the women's problem to Eric, I could see the look in his eyes. It was a mixture of challenge and curiosity.“What’s in it for me?” he queried.It was too much for Alice. Her calmness disappeared and pulling her gun pointing it in Eric’s direction she simply said, “If you can’t do it just say and stop pissing us about.” For a large built man, Eric was nimble on his feet. Just as she got all the words out of her mouth, he had moved towards her and taken the gun out of her hands,. He leaned forward on his knuckles almost like an ape as he said, “There are many Tokiloshe in my homeland. The mighty Zulu warriors who fear nothing else, fear us.” He stood up to his full one meter of height and continued, “A mighty Sangom created me to attack a man who had become his enemy. I tormented the man in his dreams to the point that eventually he became so enraged at my actions that he tried to directly attack the Shaman with a spear.”He looked around, his beady eyes gleaming as he.