But she had an ass to die for…!!So, coming to the story, a few weeks into classes and I was still quiet. I wouldn’t talk to girls and all that. On... day, Sana came to me and we started talking. Just casual chat, she just wanted to know me better. But I was really shy and hence didn’t talk much. She thought that I was just too high minded(she confessed later)One year passed and that was the only time we talked. We still exchanged smiles and I would stare at her ass some times. By this time, I got. Request instructions on whether we should continue the mission, or report home.It sickened me beyond belief. What these things were doing made the Holocaust on Earth look tame by comparison. I was ready to commit genocide myself. Looking around me at the faces of those who had read the message, I could see I wasn't alone.Fred was the first to voice his opinion. "President Sussmann", he growled, I don't want to defer that there enlistment no more. Sign me the fuck up!"Gabe was just as. He shrugged and slipped it into his pocket as she led him to one side of the room. "On the other side is all weapon development. Each level has a different purview of weapon and armor type. The ground floor is vehicle weapons and armor, the second level is automated weaponry and surveillance, and the third level is personnel weaponry. The second and third levels on this side are medical enhancements while the first floor room is my personal space," Eliza said and opened the door and enter with. I could now hear gunfire, so I figured that it was some Comanches having fun by scaring the hell out of the hated Whites. The Indians were not likely to catch the stage coach, barring an accident to the coach or the team, but the chase was great fun for the Indians. They would quit when they or their horses got tired of the chase, but there was danger for the people in the coach until that happened.Of course, I could have just sat to one side to let the little drama play itself out, but that.