She was smiling a satisfied smile as she walked in the door. She called me over and pulled me into a headlock. "Jimmy, you need to get out and meet pe...ple." Whatever that meant.I found out what it meant the next night when Cindy took us to another sponsor's pod. Jeff, the sponsor, was, like Cindy, a Marine. Jeff was a PFC with one year's service, and he had the whole Marine enhancement package. When we walked in and I saw him standing in the doorway, naked, I tried to keep Cindy between him and. I close my eyes tight and open them to find you standing there in the open carpet of room. I close my eyes again, tighter, and open them to confirm that it is in fact you. It is. Your expression is limited, unreadable, yet smooth. Your eyes pierce mine as I stare at you, the same unwavering look. As you approach me you glance to your left and catch glimpse of the bottle of champagne sitting on my bedside table, swiftly pick it up and take four maybe four draws and set it down to continue. She looked stricken."Is anything wrong?" I asked."It's nothing," she said, giving her head a little shake, thesmile returning, "nothing you need concern yourself about. Nowlet's get the tea into our beautiful girls."She placed the tray on the table and we took the chairs facingCate and Jade, who were chatting and smoking away like oldfriends. Mrs Ellaby poured the teas from the teapot."Cate was just telling me that she and her friend Lorna Cheungdid a lingerie shoot for one of my rivals last. Holland let out his breath, unaware he had been holding it. He nodded to Marianne who replaced the safety switch over the class 9 EMP that would have taken out half of Hong Kong."What is your designation?" This unit is designated B382.K," it replied. There was no inflection to its voice. It did not blink. It did not breathe."What is your primary function?" Holland asked."Primary function: Infiltration and elimination." What are your primary directives?" This unit has no primary directives.".