When I had drunk enough I asked."You look good it that outfit," I said."Thanks," she looked down, "I know what you're going to say next." Yeah what's ...hat?" I asked."Why do I dress so frumpy," she smiled."Yeah, especially when you look so good," I said."Pour me a new drink and I'll tell you, ok," she said gulping down her glass of wine in one go. "Well ok, you see I was always the tallest girl in school, always the butt of any joke going; it's made me a bit wary." Yeah but you're not at school. I was there. I know it’s bad. If he’ll let anyone besides himself contact his family back home it’s gonna be me,” said Sergeant Jeffrey Michaels.“Sergeant, if you know anything about his family, who to contact; please, let us know. His records for some reasons do not list the names of who to contact in an emergency; we always have those, but for some damn reason not for him,” he said.“His father’s back in Arizona. His wife and kids too. He told me that if anything happened to him he wanted me. Fortunately, there were no other cars nearby and the road was straight. I just rolled off the throttle and kept the bike going straight. When my vision came back, I was still in the same lane and my speed had dropped to about 35. I pulled to the right side of the road and stopped. Adding to my confusion, the rain stopped instantly and a hole opened up in the sky above me. I was in a ray of sunshine with no rain falling on me while all around the storm raged. I sat there for a few minutes. Trying on her new lingerie once again, she really felt amazing — better than she ever had.As she got ready for bed she stopped before the mirror and removed her underwear. Opening up her phone, she pulled up Ashley’s pictures and compared it to her bushy pubes. “She’s right,” she thought, “it does look much better.” Pulling her panties back up, she climbed into bed and tried to sleep.But she couldn’t settle, that image kept popping into her mind. Once more she grabbed her phone and checked out.