By the time she reached the pinwheel of soldiers, they had separated from the main group by at least a hundred yards, and if not reeled in, would hit ...he hull more than klick from the rest of the assault force. She hit the line in the middle, decelerating with her steering gun, and pulled herself along the still spinning string to the squad leader's position. Taking the squad leader's steering gun, she alternated blasts from both to stop the spin and stabilize the chain of soldiers, then. Her hair length was to the bottom of her shoulder blades, and was light brown with slight auburn highlights. Her face was very attractive. Not supermodel beautiful, but she turned many a head as she walked past.I was 6', 175 pounds, hazel eyes, about the same color hair as hers, and I was very fit from walking a lot of mountainous terrain.I was raised in the country in southern New Mexico. I had few social skills, so I was extremely shy, and I was too embarrassed to approach as lovely a lady as. " Day 18 As I stepped onto the train, I was surprised to see you already aboard. Our eyes met without so much as a smile or greeting of any kind. We studied each other as if searching for a chink in the armour, or a weakness to exploit. First one to blink loses, I reminded myself. I sat down and watched you. Soon, you disappeared from view as commuters began to file in, ending our stare down . Just as well. I'll leave it for another day. Stop after stop, the car emptied, as riders began exiting. He was still grumbling when one of the supervisors of the programme entered the small café that was attached to the hospital. "Good morning", the man said. "I have had a word with your embassy and that as we need further assistance in one of our other hospitals further inland from the coast, I have been told to advise you that you will be picked up tomorrow morning outside where you are billeted at seven-thirty". There was no chance of a question or a protest, the man turned and left, leaving.