Another couple of weeks at the bag and that wouldn't happen anymore.The healing was something he could only stop with specific thoughts. He'd forgotte... in Afghanistan. The slip had nearly exposed him. Only a painful reversal of his rapidly healing wounds kept the medics from strapping him to a gurney and shipping him to a black site for dissection.The muffled sound of a ringing cell phone broke him from his dark thoughts. He tossed a towel aside and dug the phone out of his sweatpants'. As she removed an article of clothing she would hand it to me to hold.What a lovely young lady she was!Joy had just turned eighteen the day before and she wanted to get started in the porn business right away…or be spread out in Playboy…or become a famous country singer…or maybe a high fashion model.To tell you the truth that scattered brain blonde could probably be anything that she wanted to be. She definitely had the looks and the body for it. As I soon found out she was willing and eager to. ”While flying to Kansas we were updated as information became available. Ten Muslim extremists walked into West Ridge Mall and randomly opened fire on shoppers. Mall Security and Topeka City Police were conveniently nearby and returned fire, driving the terrorists into an open area, where they were sitting ducks for the massive response by local and area police.Eventually the terrorists ran out of ammunition and the survivors were arrested but not without incident. Several suspects attacked. I lean towards the naughty route. There's a part of me that is curious what this chick is in to. 'Why this chick? Why did Jenni choose this girl?'Jenni has several attractive friends that I've been interested in. She's got some other friends, also gorgeous, but married or engaged. And then there's Jenni, single, gorgeous, kinky, my type of gal yet she doesn't see me as anything more than basic friends, what we are now. This isn't the first girl Jenni has set me up with, the last two were.