We checked into the Saint Louis Hilton and were unctuously shown to the top floor suite Mary had reserved for me. According to Charlie’s information... Mrs. Plath was in Room 1415, two floors below. I attended the award dinner that evening and enjoyed it very much, thank you. It was a formal affair and I wore a tuxedo. I sat near the head table with several other people I knew from Wharton. Mrs. Plath was quite stunning in a long burgundy dress. Obviously a favorite color. It matched the. Bobby had been a great help in showing them how to use the M20 Bazooka and passing on the knowledge he’d acquired from the desert and Europe.Reports from Ari indicated that things were heating up in Palestine with attacks on Jewish homes and settlements. The British involvement with Palestine came into effect in May and the British were starting to leave Palestine, leaving areas unprotected from Arab attacks. The Kibbutz’s out in the Sinai were being attacked by ever larger bands of Arabs. Only. Thus, until Carmen arrived, the only remotely humanoid form I had seen all morning was my own shadow as I moved beneath the occasional active lamppost.Until that moment I had seen nothing remotely out of the ordinary. There had been no anomalous behaviour from anyone in my entourage. There was nothing to say about the family household. There was nothing to say about my batshit crazy teachers. There was nothing to say about my driving instructor. Everyone had acted as normal until Carmen. You roll your eyes in despair and say something about not actually having been expecting company. Still sniggering slightly, Pete pulls down the offending underwear, and once again throws it across the room. ‘There, that’s those taken care of!’ He looks down. Never in your life have you been so aware of being naked. Pete is still fully dressed, though he’s looking a little more rumpled than earlier now, and he’s breathing hard. There’s a strange look on his face, and you get a little worried.