We might just piss the fly off by clipping a wing or take his head off at that distance, but Pat is way better than any of us. That's why he's on our ...eam.Thirty-six hours later, we noticed a big saddling up of the troops down in the valley. I think they are getting ready to bug out, so Darrel and I go off about two clicks again and I radio in, giving my opinion about the activity down at the base. I got a reply that the Air Force has a couple of F-15E Strike Eagles coming to help us out, but. She consoled me that not every girl is same or not each relation has to end up like this.I said I don’t have trust on all these things now. So she said that she was asking about it because she liked me and was really happy to see me after ages. I said I was also really happy and I also liked her but I am not ready for any serious relationship right now. She was sad. But she understood my condition. Days passed like this and we decided to meet.We met in the same cafe where we first met after. By the same token, the system was good enough that sexual encounters in the store could be recorded and forwarded to on-line services. I wondered whether something of that nature might be going on.As I panned around the store, I caught a view of the front door opening, and decided to use the camera system instead of trying to stay hidden among the display shelves or peeking around the warehouse door. Squarely displayed on the monitor before me was the love of my life, reaching into her pocket. Part of our foreplay including taking pictures of each other doing stuff. Back then I owned a shitty Kodak digital camera that would sometimes not focus and to fix it you would have to take pictures of random bright light. During that particular session I was clicking some BJ photos while the camera acted up, lazy as I was I just opened the window near the bed and started randomly clicking the camera without even looking at it. Tried again some BJ photos and the camera worked, we carried on as.