I tried to get something started Monday night by wearing my cheerleader uniform without the panties or the bra and I surprised Ron that night, but he ...ust said he was too tired. I knew something was wrong now. The cheer outfit had never failed before.I started looking back to when this all started. It was about two weeks after his regular secretary had her baby. Now when Christy first started for Ron, I was real worried, she was just 21 and newly married. She was young, blonde, and very. Little Michael didn’t ignore me, however. I was the new friend who picked him up and played with him. After listening to me talk to his parents he popped up and asked, “How come you talk funny?”Marilyn and his mother gasped and told him he was being rude, but I just laughed at him. “That’s because I’m a southerner and y’all are just a bunch of Yankees,” I told him. I wasn’t overly surprised by this. I had always had a strong southern accent, and simply hadn’t realized it until I went north to. However, this time, the audience paid attention to every step the mortar crew went through. Finally, they were ready and Bob told them to fire a round. These larger rounds were much heavier than the 62mm rounds, so a large man was acting as loader. He had to struggle to get the round lined up properly and drop it into the tube.He dropped the round into the tube and dove for cover. He had been impressed by everything he had seen so far and was taking no chances. Well, this time, there was more. “You do trust me don’t you?”Damn, she always does that to me. But he did trust her, so with a slight smile he allowed her to put the blue and red bandana over his eyes. After making sure he couldn’t see, she took his hand and led him to the car. She helped him get into the convertible and in a couple seconds heard her get into the car. Within minutes they were flying on the highway.He tried to pinpoint where they were by the turns they made but was soon lost. Damn woman knows more back roads.