. perhaps a little side-shot – like a modern version of a Heidelberg saber scar. All honorable service. Riley won’t get a medal for this. We’re ...ot fucking green berets with purple hearts flowing out of our asses. This is a hard army. You don’t get medals for nothing in this army. Riley didn’t do anything heroic and that’s the nub of us. We’re anti-heroes. We are anti-Gung Ho. The last thing we care about is heroism. All we do heroism-wise is drag a wounded comrade off the street. The rest is. "Two horses," the voice said. "Let 'em go."So there went our mounts and my blanket, which I had dearly hoped would wrap Miss Violet to me this evening. We knelt together in the pine needles, slowing our breathing and after a long period of quiet crept back toward our fire. Three men squatted around it cooking fat meat on sticks with the grease dropping into the flames. The smell got my saliva going and my stomach churning. I was tempted to take them on, but the girl clung to my elbow, and I did. I know that your bellies are full, but there is always room for some dessert. And the wine is Riesling, a fine German White which I think you'll enjoy as well."Tala's eyes were sparkling as she picked up her spoon and sampled the Brule."Ummm, Luningning, this is wonderful, do try some."Giving me a look of resignation, Luningning followed her sister's example and tried the dessert."It's ... its truly wonderful!" she said, sounding amazed that I would provide them with such a sumptuous foodI. “This would be the sign-on bonus and your first assignment would be in two months, in a remote location in the Philippines, You and I would be doing it.” She told me the company we’d be doing the project for, it was one I could only have imagined to ever work for, and the sign on bonus was more then I had made with my last two jobs. But I had heard stories about her and the sexual preferences she had, from what I had heard she was all girl on girl relationship. That carried on to the women she.