” finally smiling at herself. “I bet I do such a perfect job that you won’tever have to spank me, Dr. Hardman.” Marie Clair’s plaid... school skirt reached to just below her knees. Herblack, patent leather shoes and white knee socks completed her uniform. Thecollar on her starched, plain white shirt had ruffles that almost touched herchin. The plaid tie and v-neck sweater matched her skirt, with matching plaidribbons on her pig tails on the sides of her head. Her sandy-red hair. Snake picked their next target and plans were made to strike the Army while they were not expecting it.The target was, again, the fuel gathering detail that rode out twice a week to the nearby woods. This time, Snake planned to hit the detail while they were still collecting the wood—that way they would be at their maximum distance from the fort and least likely to receive help from that quarter.Snake divided his men into two groups, one to attack the guards on horseback and the other to attack. After that it was Saturday she sent me a message to visit her, its urgent. It said, “Shailu, darling, call me the minute you get in. I have something wonderful to show you.” I tossed my bags on the bed and headed for the car. Before leaving I called her on my cell and told her I was on the way. She sounded pleased, almost giddy. I guessed her research did something for her. Little did I know.Even before I got to the door, she had opened it. She pulled me inside and gave me a big kiss on the. Eight more cars lined up. Drivers had serious faces visible through the tiny opening of the helmets. Their cheeks were squished together by the padding in the helmet. A four-point harness strapped them in tight. Edward stepped in front of the cars. He had grown up in Senegal and moved here from Manhattan. The combination of exotic mystic and cool sophistication made him an endearing creature to watch. At 6′ 5′, he was skinnier than many of the women. He was wearing leather hot shorts that.