At the airport Mike piled everything onto a couple if trolleys andinsisted on wheeling them to check in, the three of us put $100 each inan envelope a...d gave it to him with our love and kisses (the kissesLiterally) and thanked him for looking after us.We checked in and went to the Virgin Clubhouse, seated with a coffee andsandwiches we discussed the week, Brett joined us and soon we boarded theflight, as we sat down he handed me a small book saying, "I thought youmight like to read this." I. I gave each team four men to lead when they went out of the dungeon since I wouldn’t let them take sentries. A set of four would always remain behind.Though the Soldiers refused to acknowledge it, the Battle Slaves were in good shape for humans, and could think, and follow orders. They would be an asset. Expensive but we had too few numbers.On Kola’s latest return with a boar, she requested four bows for her Battle Slaves. I showed her the armory from our killed invaders and told her to take. It was easy. For a few days, until I got the trailer stocked and everything moved into it, it was parked in the carport. She brought hot cocoa packets and a carton of milk. The first thing I’d moved into the trailer was my coffee mugs.“So, Dad,” she began. She was using her most mature voice—the voice of reason. “What’s your goal? Are you out to discover yourself? Do you have a quest to see all the states? The National Parks? Old girlfriends?” We laughed. I pulled a bottle of crème de menthe. So you can guess by now I doubt she was getting any. Suzy was only 5ft 2inches and when I used to talk to her it felt like I was talking to a k**. She had all the assets in the right place, she was 30 28 28. Her breast was something that all guys used to ogle at.But lets start with the story, I wasn't really into her at that time and I was more into my workouts and keeping up with studies and sports so you can say I am quite athletic. By night all the guys would come from their different work.