.”“Yeah,” Terri said. “They wanna send a couple guys from the army to watch us, then they want US to take the bug to Fort Benning...”I relat...d that conversation to Bill when he got home.“Oh, that’s gotta be rich. All those hard-charging special ops guys versus - what was the term Cindy used? – a middle school math club?”“Yeah,” Haley said. “But right now our hand has no military function other than data gathering.”“Everything has a military function,” Bill said. “‘Specially with that bunch in. Now, without concerning yourself with his mental health issues, what would you propose?”“Based on what I learned, a complete blood series, including hormone levels; a complete metabolic panel, including a glucose tolerance test; an EKG; and an EEG.”“Very good. But given his issues with metabolizing glucose and fructose, we’re going to skip the glucose tolerance test and do a cardiac stress test instead. Now, back to his mental health issues, his comment about feeling ‘out of sorts’ is a clue,. There was something about the young man that bothered him. It wasn’t a negative kind of feeling, just that odd sense that something had been forgotten.She took his hand to keep him from fidgeting so much and walked with him to the front door. It was a much simpler house than what she expected. True, it was large, but it wasn’t ostentatious. The walkway was neatly edged and the flowerbeds were filled with flowers that were drying in preparation of winter. There was a large RV parked next to the. Lori hardly heard a thing because Sandy's thighs were pressed against the side of her head, blocking the sound. This made it hard to know how much noise Sandy was making and Lori hoped it wasn't enough to arouse Andy's awareness.Sandy felt the woman's mouth on top of her nerve center. "That's it. Right there ... eat me," Sandy moaned. "Eat me, slut. Let's invite your husband in to watch his wife eat some girlie pussy."Though greatly muted by the thigh muffs, Lori heard just enough to know what.