“I just feel a little sick that’s all.” “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gave you so much to drink. I know how you’re a lightweight,” she...teased. “Are you angry with me? Do you want me to leave?” “What are you talking about Mia? Why would I be angry with you?” She seemed genuine so I realised I must have got it wrong. “You’re not pissed off that I pulled your dress down in front of everyone?” “What? Of course not! I’d much rather that than expose myself to all the guys here.” she laughed. “I. Especially Sunday Morning. It wasn’t all bad though, as it was also where some of the hottest girls my age attended church and we had a pretty nice sized group of k**s around the same age. We usually had fun when we were together, even at church. I remember In junior high after vacation bible school one day ending up in a little broom closet with two of the most popular and certainly hottest girls in my school playing truth or dare and french kissing with both of them like i had never french. They wanted her to continue her education, her father harboured fond but vain hopes that she would be attracted to a career in medicine. Jo was not a girl to be put off easily and her home life resembled nothing so much as guerrilla warfare as she kept her determined campaign to be allowed to enlist in the forces."But I want to do my bit, Mummy. Loads of girls are joining the forces now, you know. I feel it is my duty." There are plenty of other ways, dear. All those girls do is menial labour.. "That brought the other three of them down in laughter, while Joyce was sputtering and glaring holes in me as she tried to get control of everyone again. When it finally settled down, she stood up and came over to me and gave me a hug while whispering in my ear."Damn, it's good to see you again Harry. That's the first time I have seen Bill laugh like that in months."With that, she went to the kitchen and brought back fresh drinks. Sandra and Linda were whispering something and then they were up.