He comes on the line and I question him, "Captain, did you hear from the drone Commander at Creech."The captain answers, "Yes Sir I did and he notifie... me that his drone finally picked up our tangos. We have their position and are preparing a squad to intercept them."I think for a moment and advise caution, "Captain, do not underestimate these two tangos. I want your squad to go in hot and go in heavy."The captain assures me, "Don't worry Sir, we're all pissed as hell at them and are ready for. It was as big as a baby's arm, and it was hanging there like some pervert's wall decoration just inches from my face. All our stories, all the things I had talked about doing, was gone from my mind and I just stared at it. It was smooth and hairless, with two thick veins criss-crossing on the top of it and it was just like Cait had described it and the only thing I could think of was that I wanted my picture taken next to it.He just let it hang there too, even though I must have been staring at. We had discussed a number of interesting subjects sitting in the dim light of the live girl’s private club down in California’s generally boring capitol city of Sacramento and I always intended to follow through on my promise to visit at a later date. Then I was interrupted by military service and my subsequent brush with time and space as I was catapulted back in time to the American Civil War.There were two roads that led up into the Portland area.The maps were really a joke because they were. We led our parents on to believe we were naïve about sex and any relating matter which was to our benefit. Just last year we both discovered that the other one masturbated because we both started doing it around the same time. This was conversation for a couple of days but then it stopped and was never brought up again. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… It was a humid day in July with the temperatures reaching 100 ˚ . Being neighbors our parents often went out to.