We played like otters.Life was good. We both graduated and got good jobs. We talked about getting married, but decided to wait a bit. Neither of us pa...ticularly cared about that.Then I got an invitation to my high school's five-year reunion. I was about to pitch it but I decided to show it to Amy and talk about how ridiculous it was to think that I would go. After all, I'd sworn that I would never go back to my home town again.Amy started to think differently about it, though. I'm not sure why,. " Shit, a lot of people must have spotted that explosion, so now I'll have to write it up in my after action report. The trouble is, I will have to come up with an excuse for shooting without getting permission first." Sir, everybody in the platoon will swear that they were shooting at us before I ever fired a shot, if it comes to that." Thanks, Harris, I'll keep that in mind." RPG ON THE LEFT!" FIRE! SHOOT AT HIM, DAMMIT! Unit 2, Adams, are you guys OK?" Yeah, we're OK, Captain. That oh so. ”“We?” Prudence felt a stab of fear that Bev would expect her to help “talk to Bobby.” Prudence didn’t do well when she talked to Bobby. She had a tendency to stare into his blue eyes, and that led to things she was resolved not to do any more, considering how her daughter felt about the man those blue eyes belonged to.“My sisters and I,” said Bev. “We’ve ganged up on him in the past. We’re older now. It might even work.” She smiled tiredly. “I have to go. Suzie is going to talk to the twins. Hand in hand we stroll around the gardens, the sun warming us, our meal and drink warming us and the anticipation of what is to come warming us also. We are in a secluded corner, we stand close opposite each other, I stroke your cheek, I tell you how beautiful you are and you push your cheek against my palm. Time for a more lingering kiss, our tongues exploring each others mouths, I caress your curves through your thin floral dress, as I feel a suspender clasp our kissing intensifies. We are.