’ ‘Ok, I’m eighteen and work as an intern for the investment firm at the top floor. I’m studying finance at the local college so that I can go...into the family business.’ ‘And what’s that?’ ‘Financial advising but we mostly take care of a trust fund.’ ‘Are you waiting for the fund to mature?’ ‘No, not exactly we are just watching over it until the recipient is located and can take charge and we also invest some if it in the markets for a handsome fee of course. My mum has her own firm and I. Growing up in the countryside has made me aware of every minute sound, especially those of an intruder, in the middle of nowhere, where no sound is ever heard. A moan can be heard from the wind brushing past the trees. The house is black, with only shadows to guide me. I make my way gingerly towards the kitchen with intentions of finding something to protect myself with. I hear the fumble again, it’s closer now. The silver moonlight fluoresces on my face, running down my cheekbone past my ear. I had taken German during high school and then four years of French in college. My army counselor at college—Major J. C. Jackson, USAR (retired)—had periodic review meetings with me. At one session he said, ‘Dave, after graduation you’re going to Officer’s Basic School and then you’ll receive your commission as a second lieutenant. With your facility with foreign languages I’m going to recommend that the Army use that talent in the intelligence field.’ ‘Why intelligence, Major?’ ‘As I said,. Her lips so soft and tender. Her tongue searching for mine. Stroking my lips and my tongue as I did the same to her. ‘Oh Mark,….’ Joanie whispered as I slowly rubbed her back and she cradled my head in her hands. ‘No more worries. Know that I love you so very much!’ The prior tension and our high pitched emotions were coming back under control as Joanie wrapped her arms around me and melted into my body. She sighed her relief and kissed my neck before snuggling into me. I held her tightly to.