)Jonesy has been, variously, a private, a Sergeant, a Warrant, a Sergeant, a private, and nearly every possible rank in the Corps. Once upon a time he...had a string of solid gold 'good conduct' stripes on his dress uniform ... once upon a time.Through no fault of his own (Just ask him.) Sergeant Jones had returned to base on foot, with a black eye and very bruised knuckles. He was chased in the gate by the police ... who were stopped at the gate ... and instructed to turn around, submit proper. She felt like a ghost, too, like something not quitereal, a figment of someone's imagination. But who's? She was a ghostfloating across the countryside to haunt a person who'd run as far awayfrom her as possible.What brought her back to earth was the growling in her belly. When wasthe last time she ate last? Pittsburgh? She didn't like to eat when therewasn't a scale around. So she'd been restricting her diet even more thanusual, just to be on the safe side.She slipped the candy bar out of the. I am good at the hunt, but I prefer to care for horses. Your husband was good enough to let me take on the groom's role when old Smith passed." "You do a great job, Ian. Our horses had never been so healthy as when you took over." "Thank you, ma'am." "Ian, I need a rest. Let's dismount over by those trees there." "As you wish, m'lady." They rode over to a grove of oaks on the top of a hill. Ian assisted Lady Gordon off her mount and laid out an extra horse blanket he had brought along. Lady. She doubtfully asked do you mean sleeping with someone else. I said yes she in a confused state said I don’t know anyone whom to sleep with? I with some fear of getting slapped said if you don’t mind.I can fuck you as much as you want and as many times as you want that too right now. She laughed loud at my face. I closed her mouth and said I am serious. There is no one at home now and it’s raining outside. What do you say? She removed my hands from her mouth, stood up and walked out. I thought.