Can’t wait to hear how your “dinner date” went! ------ To: Maria From: Ellie Subject: RE: STOP IT! I can’t help it if I feel blue… Dinner w...nt great, Uncle Frank asked me if I had a boyfriend and I broke down and confessed, I told him that the boys in my school never even bothered to look at me. He said it was because “guys” can smell a virgin from miles away [did you know that?] He is such a good guy; he offered to help me with my problem. He said that he was the perfect man for it, because. ”I let out a nervous laugh as I replied: “I won’t and I’ll try to get her home at a decent time.”Joyce reached out and slapped my shoulder and chimed in: “You don’t worry about the time. Satisfaction is what I’m after. Now help me clear the table stud.”Richard left the two of us alone in the dining room. It only took a few minutes and the table was cleaned off and my mother in-law and I were now busy in the kitchen. As I watched Joyce move around the kitchen I swear she seemed twenty years. Our inn turned out to be a seafood restaurant. I scanned the menu in my research for anything edible enough, because the Polish stomachs can throw an octopus up quicker than vodka. "Shrimps? Would think of District 9... no heart to eat them," I acted cheerful as I observed with the corner of my eye how my partner is agitated about the match.In consequence, when the waiter came, I only stammered,"A mug, please. Yes, with coffee."He ordered something I'd heard for the first time and rolled his. Talk soon.” We hung up, and I turned back to Colonel Withers. “Okay, so what do you want me to do about this? Is it time to send in the Marines? Who do we have available, anyway?”He turned to somebody else. “Jerry, give me the big map.” A large map of Africa and the Southern Atlantic went up on the screen. “We have a few options, Mister President.” Several icons for ships went onto the map. “The nearest is the Tarawa Amphibious Ready Group, here, off the coast of Angola. They were doing some.