It was a moment we were both waiting...carving for a long time. We just curled to each other and hug...a long passionate hug, she was lower then me so...i could smell her hair...lavender and cigarette smoke. We had a small talk, holding hands and laughing. We walked towards a park near school, in dark place surrounded with tall trees, lights from surrounding buildings twitching around tree branches until we reached a place. Small cottage house, we sat on bench in front of it and start. I told him honestly how mad I had been about his doing this but that now I had a different attitude and told him he could have me whenever he wanted and I hoped it was often! We talked open and honestly about sex and each other. He was actually a nice guy (okay, maybe not so nice in the beginning) who admitted that doing this was a power trip that he had done before with other girls but it was different with me. He told me I was the best sexual partner he had ever had and that it could get. They all disappeared under her clothing so quickly that I wondered if she had been a magician in her younger days. I counted out half of my available cash and told her if I didn't come back before noontime she was to continue by herself to the address of a "safe" house in Venice. I assured her that regardless of what transpired on the base, I would be joining her there within twenty-four hours.Olga gave me a worried look and I could tell she was not happy about the situation. I tended to agree. I strapped on my gun belt as I ran down the stairs. In only a few seconds I reached the room where my men were, but I found that I would get no help from them. They were dead, all three had their throats ripped open. I was shocked, but somehow I wasn’t surprised. At exactly that point I realized that since I was still alive, I wasn't going to die. I moved fast, like a cat. No thought, no emotion, as if something outside of my body was controlling my actions. I picked up one of the rifles.