It won’t happen again, Master.”“You are correct. Remember, everything you do from now on reflects on me. My name, my reputation, my business. ...You need to reflect on that, and remember your conduct.”“Yes sir.”I stopped in front of the store and parked. “Now, this is a different setting, and a different set of rules. We’re going to go into the store separately. You know what you need to buy and you’ll get a basket, not a cart and get everything you need. While you shop I’ll be watching but. Later, sometimes much later." "Not with me. I had, have other .... No, not with me. It doesn'tseem to be that important."Dr. Tabatha smiled at him in an understanding way. "No, not thatimportant. I don't suppose it would be. Not in the scale of things.No reliving of the moment then? No dreams?" No dreams of that." No dreams of that." Dr Tabatha devoted all her attention to hersilver pencil as it performed arabesques in between her fingers."But dreams of something else perhaps? I recall you. I wasn't too surprised at the routine good night kiss. It was our third date, and she'd never given me more than a close mouthed kiss the other two times either."Will I be seeing you again, Richard?" she asked me."Probably not, Jolene. It doesn't appear that we have too much chemistry together. Thank you for seeing me again though." We've only been out with each other three times, Richard. With me, it always takes time before I can get comfortable with a man. I need to feel like I know someone. Flashback – Jack and Ben – waiting for Sgt. Reynolds' MRII about shit my pants when the fucking Captain ordered Banzai to open the rifle case since I was sure that the 'jig was up'. I should have known when Banzai didn't give him too much shit about opening the case that things would be fine.I was even more shocked when Banzai let the Captain touch his rifle – hell, I hadn't even touched the rifle yet. And what a beautiful rifle it was! I understood why Banzai was so protective of the rifle.