Clever of them in a sort of low animal cunning fashion, I suppose,” Ismail sneered as he took down an SS corporal.“Let’s just keep sniping until...they are close enough for our BARs. Pretty neat that you found three workable Browning Automatic Rifles, by the way. And the magazines for them. In more recent years, they might be obsolete, but not in the present, with every kind of gun having its utility. Every kind of weapon, in fact,” I observed, just as I saw some of the Nazis putting on gas. “I know you were angry with Andy, ifthat’s what you mean.”“But I didn’t have to take it out on you.” She smiled atme but I could see she was putting some effort into it. “You only did what I asked you to do.”“Colleen, what’s going on? You don’t have to do this.You don’t even like me.”“Maybe I like you better than I like him,” she said.She meant her husband, of course.“He didn’t believe. .. Paul." Rose interrupted my reverie."What, Hon?" It's time." I looked up at her; she was holding her belly with both hands."Oh!" I shook myself. "Very well ... Debra; would you be a dear and change the sheets in our bed and Tori, would you please run over to Ingrid Freyadottir's house and ask her to come over ... I'll go over to the restaurant to see if Shelly could go pick up the groceries this morning."Within ten minutes, the whole of 'Cuda Beach knew about the imminent event and I've had. She wore underwear (turns out it was matching bra and panty, light beige to match her skin). It was great to reconnect, and we chatted nicely about our en suite encounter in front of a porn-filled flat panel TV. She thanked me again for sharing the experience, and said she was still reeling from the multi-sensory happening.Rather than say "Should we get naked," I began a fairly graphic conversation about Monday night. I made reference to how she was dressed for the web call, and complimented.