"Welcome, warrior-king."I wasn't firing on all cylinders. I actually stopped, looked around the room. I was the only male sponsor in the room. The oth...r men in the room were concubines. With two or three missions to Earth per week lasting from as little as fifteen minutes to forty hours—averaging ten hours plus planning, preparation, briefing Central Command and then the After Action Report and whatever recovery operations were needed—and adding in sleep learning, real-time physical training. "FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK !!!"The bartender knew immediately what was going on."Let me guess ... no money, no ID, nothing to pay or identify yourself? Tough luck for you! But of course you'll just have to go home and be back in five minutes with money. Some people tried to pull that stunt here, but not on my watch. You stay here, I'll call the cops and then you explain that to them."He turned around and reached for the phone."I pay for her drinks! That is, if she lets me ..." a voice came out of. With a gentle squeeze he tells her, "You look radiant this morning." Smiling and still in his arms she replies, "Sex just does that to me."They laugh and both go into the house. Rob has a list of chores for her and she happily works her way through the list. Rob watches her and they talk while she works. "Break time." Rob says causing Paula to pause for a glass of water from the Kitchen. Rob sits at the bar and watches Paula until she turns to see him staring. Paula then asks him in a serious. Chatting became a daily routine and I knew she comes in the parking to see me and acts like co-incidence.It was Some function at Saloni’s house and my family was invited. I was reluctant to go as I hate formal family chats. She texted me asking me to be there and I said no.She replied with a message ” I want u here..!! YOU GET THAT.” I had a smile reading this message and knew this was going somewhere.I went to her house with my MOM. Saloni was looking so beautiful wearing a sari. She had worn.