" Really? Great. But no rush. Take your time and enjoy your coffee. You looking for anything special?" Yes, at least for me, it's special. This mornin..., on the way here, I threw all my old underwear in the dumpster. I need everything, Mel. The lot. And I want the sexiest stuff you have. You're alone, though. Won't that be a problem?"If Melanie was surprised, she hid it. "I think we can handle that. The girls don't come in 'till later - that way, they cover lunch and handle the evening business.. Safety, I'd been told, when I asked early in my stay."Come," called a voice.This office was almost identical to the one I had just left. Only the maps on the walls were different, and the number of desks. Seven instead of eleven. Though now I noticed, there were also far more filing cabinets as well."Carter, hello, I'm John Maggor, Lieutenant Colonel if anyone needs to know. Welcome to the madhouse." Um. Right." I nodded. "Uh, Lieutenant Carter reporting for duty, I guess," I said."You guess? I. "Charlie!" she gasped, "Oh Charlie! ride me Charlie, please!"I redoubled my efforts thrusting against her."Yes," she said, "Harder, please, ohh that's so good!"The clouds in my mind were rushing as I flew high above the woods, the sun came out, a brilliant orb of gold and then the waves were breaking and again they overflowed gushing and pumping."Tell me you love me," she whispered."I love you," I said."Oh Charlie," she said and I realised that this could be mine henceforth every night and day. All right. Time to face the music... I walked out into the brightly lit living room. Lizzie was sitting on the sofa, reading what appeared to be a novel. I didn't know how to begin."Ummm... Lizzie?"She turned toward me. Sensing my discomfort, she smiled disarmingly. "Yes, Josh?"Feeling more and more like an idiot, I tried to explain. "I... I feel that I should... ummm... explain what just happened here." Yes?" Well, this Cathy Hamilton is not what you think she is... "More smiling. "And just.