Lloyd when I spoke to my mother.He saw me when he walked in the door, gave me a small smile and asked, "Should I have something to do for a while?" Yo... didn't do anything. I'm so furious." Would you like to talk about it?"Before I answered, he sang, "That's what friends are for."I didn't give him the chance to sing that I should keep smiling. My hands were in the air, muscles clenched. I yelled, "Aaahhh."He walked over and put his arms around me, which was very courageous. Someone with my body. He's flying in this morning just to see you." Sorry Jake, but I have something more important to do today than see one of your sleazy customers." That sleazy customer is one of my best accounts and I can't afford to lose him." Well I'm sorry Jake, but I'd much rather you lose one of your accounts than me lose my husband." What is that supposed to mean?" Remember when I called you and said we had a problem? Remember what you told me? You said it wasn't our problem, it was mine and that I had to. Nearly every rifle we had burned in the La Jarita raid had been an AK47.As long as it was kept dry, ammunition could last a century or more. There was ammunition from the Spanish American war still showing up on the net. The weak spot was the primer. Some chemical mixtures used to make the primer to make the round to go bang deteriorated with time and would not fire.The UN even tried to force ammo manufactures to come up with primer materials that had a life a shelf of no more than two years as. I did not ask why, thatwas not my place. The soft folds of the silken scarf wadded in my mouth proscribedquestions in any case. i was naked, and helpless, as a good slave should be. This was all new tome, and i lay in the long grass, inhaling the heady scent of damp earth, andtaking a childish pleasure in the tickle of the foliage on my soft skin. A thick scarf was tied around my head, covering my eyes. i had no idea towhere i had been taken, only that it was the wish of my owners, therefore.