"Sergeant, do you see any similarity at all to 'before' in the way I run things?" No, sir." Damn straight," the major continued, missing entirely the ...istinct undertone of regret in Zo's response. "I'm not responsible for the undisciplined horseshit that went on 'before.' I do it the right way, the army way. You're a fighting man, not some damn circus trainer." Uh, sir, you told me Aman— uh, Dr. Meiersdottir was in charge here, right?" Well..." Sir, she told me to go back to what I was doing. "Actually, I thinking about thisweekend. We can drive over to Vegas and take in a couple of shows, maybego to a couple of clubs," she said. "I think it would do us good to relaxa little and let ourselves have some fun." THIS weekend??" I said, "That is kinda late notice, isn't it?" I don'tknow if we can clear our schedules that quick."Linda smiled and giggled, "That's part of my surprise. I've alreadycleared my schedule and I talked to Doug (my assistant). He can handleyour office for a couple. Every few nights Mr. Web would come by and help in fucking the young girls plus he would fuck me just as well and I liked that as I liked licking his asshole and sucking his dick. Every once in a while a short bus would pull up and take 6 or 7 of the girls away I never knew what happen to them, the rumor was they were sold as sex slaves or for porn movies but what ever when a few left another bunch would come in and I liked that so we would have fresh meat to break in. I always started. ‘I thought that was you!’ she yelled at me. ‘You haven’t changed much, well maybe a little!’ There was that smile she had, that was for me alone. Needless to say we moved away from the main throng of our relatives and talked for hours, catching up on our lives. It seemed like we had only seen each other a few days ago. Yet our conversation went back and forth over the many years we had been separated, and we found ourselves lost in the many ups and downs of each other’s lives. She had married.