He hadn’t said much since Madhu got into the truck. He had seen how pretty she was and instantly developed a crush on her. Madhu was 28 years old, s...im and shapely with shoulder length black hair. She was dressed in a knee length skirt, a full sleeve blouse and a scarf. Madhu had thought about changing into something a bit less revealing. What she was wearing would not be considered revealing in most cities. But for truck drivers, she was sure that a sight of her milky white shins and a hint of. An explanation was broadcast to the troops so that they would understand what they were supposed to accomplish and why. Helen pointed out that she hoped the broadcast was intercepted by the other side; at worst, that could only force the enemy to do what the Slayers wanted them to do: attack, attack attack!A significant part of the plan was to try to entice the enemy gunships into attacking so that they could knock them out of the fight before they had a chance to do too much damage. The tanks. Kyle nodded putting his own plate in front of his chair, before pouring himself a glass of milk, from a silver pitcher sitting in the middle of the table. “You decide what you want to do?” He asked picking up his fork.“No! I didn't have some magical revelation while I was sleeping.” Ash giggled. “I think I'm going to wonder around town today, see if I can find any help wanted signs. At least I can earn my keep, till I figure it out.”Kyle beamed with pride, at the responsible young woman's. Of course, her confessor was sworn to absolute secrecy according to the laws of the church and she was gratified beyond belief by that simple measure of concealment. Besides, he was a bit hard of hearing and half the time she thought he was merely going through the motions pretending he heard everything she related even though he only heard half of it and understood the extent of her terrible sins.Sister Agnes had gotten distressingly obsessed with the process of accepting her spanking.