While waiting for the coffee machine to finish brewing, the colonel decided to pose a question to all assembled.He explained that his wife had been a ...it frisky the night before and he failed to get his usual amount of sound sleep.He posed the question of just how much of sex was "work" and how much of it was "pleasure?"A Major chimed in with 75%-25% in favor of work.A Captain said it was 50%-50%.A Lieutenant responded with 25%-75% in favor of pleasure, depending upon his state of inebriation. One dollar and you can sample one." How many do you have?" One dollar, this isn't a newspaper."I walked toward the backdoor. "Go out the front."I continued out the back. I circled around to the front. I saw a man holding a rifle in the woods outside the roadhouse. I circled the stable. In the stable a man got on my horse.I moved quickly and garroted the bushwhacker. I took a short pistol from his pocket and the Springfield. The man went out the back of the stable with my horse. When the young. "Fuck, those are American citizens, not Federation," Hugo said as he took in the civilian clothes and one wearing a patch that said Washington Militia."What do you mean Hugo?" As Lydia started taking more pictures of the new arrivals and then she said, "My God some of them are just babies, we need to rescue them," as she took a picture of a young woman holding an infant in her arms."I know, and those Mechs running patrol don't help. I just wish we could find their base. It must be ten to twenty. There is a white plastic bag, loosely tied at the top. I assume it contains her clothes, for some reason I get it into my head to take them home to be washed and that is precisely what I do.The wife jumps when I walk in the door, she seems a bit preoccupied and starts to rush around to cook our tea, I find that a little odd, but thinking about the old woman pushes it from my thoughts. I throw her clothes in the machine. I tell the wife as we eat about seeing her fall, calling the ambulance and.