As a devoted Christian, I was shocked, anger, and sadden bythe events. Only last night, after a tearful prayer around some lightedcandles with my fam...ly -- and a long conversation online with awonderful friend, did I feel some release from the pain gripping mysoul? I even started going back last night and preparing the eightAndersonville stories I plan on posting next month.This morning I was lying in bed, hugging my wife, when like lighting,this story popped into my head. It was so strong,. As they strolled past me, I felt her hand brush my arm and, as they left, looked down to see that she had dropped a paper drinks coaster on my table. Written on the paper was a number, just three digits. It must be their room number.I sat there for a few minutes considering what was clearly an invitation to follow. I decided to have another drink whilst I got my thoughts together. Well! I wasn’t sure what they wanted, but this trip into the unknown was clearly an opportunity for the sexual. 'Both Litvak and Budanova were killed in 1943 less than two weeks apart. Litvak, reportedly, slugged it out with eight German Bf-109s before succumbing, at the age of 22. (Her body was only recovered in 1979. She was buried under the wing of her fighter aircraft after a State funeral, where she was posthumously awarded the Gold Star of a Hero of the Soviet Union.) Her tally of victories is thought to be about 20.Olga Berezkokova was promoted Colonel of the 586th in 1943. She wasn't a pilot but. NOBODY comes in. If they try to push past you, warn them they will leave b l o o d y. Now, fold ur arms in front of you, and cross them on your chest. Ya—that's it. Stand up straight as you can, and put on ur mean face. Feet—18” apart. Ya-that's it—damm you b o y s are pretty—make my dick hard”The b o y s glance at each other, big shit-eatin smiles on their faces. “Aight now—eyes front. Wipe those grins off ur face. They did as instructed, and I give them another big smile. Guess it was a proud.